Shannon remained silent as she watched her husband sleep. He never ceased to amaze her at how he could remain so quiet when all the other men in her life snored like a runaway freight train. It was one of the reasons she liked to stay awake and watch him sleep. In a way, it relaxed to her.
After a few minutes, she settled back on her pillow and placed an arm around him. She pulled back at the coldness of his skin.
“Steve?” She shook him. “Steve, wake up!”
When he didn’t move, she punched her pillow. “Not again.”