I sit up in bed
"Is it raining?" I whisper to myself
I crawl on the bed over to the window
Pushing aside the curtain
It /is/ raining
I grin
Rain makes me happy
A pair of warm arms encircle my waist, and my smile widens
He makes me happy too
Leaning back
I rest in his arms
"What are you doing?" he asks with a bemused smile
Though I'm sure he already knows
"Seeing if it's raining."
"You don't need to check; you practically have a sixth sense for that."
"I wanted to make sure."
"Come back to bed."
We crawl under the covers
He wraps me in his arms
And as I smile
I slip back to sleep

By Penni