The WaitressChapter 4
Maria woke me, whispering, “Thank you for last night. For putting up with my childish, immature tantrum. I love you. Please understand that was hard for me, but it’s over. Done. I love you.” She kissed me and licked my lips then was climbing off toward my legs so as not to disturb Danni or Marian, who had cuddled with us to make sure she was OK, or Linda, Tressa, and Charlene, who were snuggled to their backs, all sleeping soundly. I whispered back to her, just as she had her head over my...