that day, because I see myself getting into my car after we break up." Mike pulled her to his chest and hugged her. She could feel the tension come out of her body just with his warmth. "Would you feel better if you slept up here with me? I will put some pillows between us." Mike told her. He knew if he held her much longer he would start caressing her and they would be making love in no time, but he had much more respect for her than to make her his bridge to getting over his wife.
Taylor murmured, "yes, that would be great. You don't have to put pillows between us, I need someone to hold me after that awful dream." Mike gently lifted the covers and she crawled into the bed. Brutus jumped into the bed as well and snuggled into her side. She was asleep in a minute, leaving Mike there with his thoughts and arousal from her in his bed. He wasn't sure that he had that much willpower, but he finally went to sleep without so much as a touch of her. He did enjoy the smell of her body and wondered if he was falling in love with her, and knew that if she was having flashbacks, she would get her memory back sooner rather than later, and what if she has a husband and family. He couldn't do that to himself much less to her. When it was time for her to go, he promised himself, he would let her go without a fight. She deserved to get her life back.
Chapter 6
The next morning, Mike got out of bed as usual to go for a run. He felt the need for a very long run with a very long cold shower after the fitful night of sleep he had with Taylor in his bed. He needed to clear his head and think about what he would need to do next to keep his distance from her to keep his feelings in check. He was old enough to know that she didn't deserve to have to choose between her old life and the time she spent with him.
He had lots of thoughts going through his head as he ran, and he ran for almost twice as long as normal.
When he returned, Taylor was sitting on the porch with Brutus waiting for him. He thought about how content she seemed to be in the house, even with all the luxuries missing like the shops and TV that a woman such as herself would want. He thought about how old she probably was, and he landed on about 25-28 years old. He was 35 and thought that might be too much difference in age anyway. He was almost an old man to her.
"Where do you run?" Taylor asked him.
"I run on the trails in the woods and on the roads and where ever it seems to take me." Mike answered. "It helps me to clear my head."
They walked inside and Mike headed up to his shower. Taylor told him she was going to make breakfast. He went to the shower and couldn't help but pleasure himself to release the tension he felt from sleeping next to her all night and waking up to her in his bed. He walked downstairs, and she had breakfast all done.
"Can I go running with you tomorrow?" Taylor asked.
"I don't think it would be good for you. It's only been five days since your injury and you should be careful." Mike replied. He did not know that she had been going out for walks in the morning and felt like she could run. "Tell me about your nightmare last night, I think it's going to be a breakthrough." Mike told her. She actually remembered less of it in the morning because it wasn't so fresh in her mind.
"I don't remember names or anything like that," she told him, "thanks for letting me sleep next to you; it made me feel better."
"Good," he responded.
Later on that day, he heard the doorbell ring, and went to answer it. It was the UPS delivery truck with a package for him from the coroner. Was this the final report on his wife's death?
He took the package to his room and shut the door. Taylor saw him walk by and thought he looked upset, and she wondered what that bad news could be.
In his room, Mike opened the package and started reading the report. It was very technical, but he was a doctor so he could understand the