Mark lifted a hand and lazily caressed Jada’s cheek. “Oh, how I love sleeping in late,” he said with a smile.Jada nodded. “Yes, I know. I feel...decadent too. I just want to curl up and play with you and never leave this bed.” She leaned over for a simple kiss, and then their eyes locks as she gazed at him.“This is so amazing,” she thought. “A part of me is remembering our wedding as happening last night, but theParispart of me is insisting our wedding happened more than a week ago.”Mark thought. Finally it did and we were on our way to the bar where we were supposed to meet him. We got there a few minutes early and took our place at a table in the corner. I ordered a beer and a shot of whiskey for myself and she ordered a glass of wine. We sat and sipped our drinks while we waited for him to arrive. The bar was busy but not as busy as it would be for fight night or if one of the local teams were playing. I was glad that we took a place near the back corner in the case that we knew. " "Yeah, but not forgotten. At least not by me. You have a new place. I love what you've done with it. Very warm and cozy with the mauve and peach colors." "Thanks. It's not really that difficult to make a tiny Manhattan apartment look and feel cozy..." "I like the couch, it's really soft and rich, the color and material." "It's a French day bed. Useful for when someone sleeps over on a rare occasion. Dinner is almost ready. Can I get you some wine? Chardonnay still your favorite? I have a. Something called "Opium" and went to meet my fate with Joe. Ithought as I walked to the woods that in an hour I would be homeand this would be over. He would either beat me silly or let mego.When I got to the site, Joe was there. He said, "hello Jill,everything ok?" I smiled meekly and nodded yes."Okay honey, he said, now just take off what's coveringeverything. Tell me what you're wearing and fashion show it tome. Tell me about the perfume etc and what the whole week waslike and we're through..