I woke up with my head on his lap. I glanced up at him to see that he was asleep in what looked like the most uncomfortable position ever. His arm was on the armrest and his head was tilted to rest on his left shoulder. His neck was definitely going to hurt when he woke up. I glanced at my watch. It was only one in the afternoon.
"Thomas," I said softly, not wanting to startle him.
I sat up and tapped on his shoulder as I repeated, "Thomas?"
His eyes opened and he reached to rub his neck.
"Hey," he said and grimaced as he rubbed his neck.
"I'm kind of hungry. Wanna get some lunch?" I asked.
He nodded, then suggested, "Let's order some takeout."
"Sounds good to me," I said and watched him keep rubbing his neck. "Here."
I stood up and went behind the sofa, then put my hands on his shoulders and started to massage. His head dropped forward as he relaxed a bit.
"Thank you," he said.
It was amazing how natural this all felt. Thinking about going back to my apartment felt like I would be leaving home.
"Do you want pizza or Chinese?" he asked and reached for his phone.
"Pizza sounds great," I hadn't had good pizza in a while.
"I like plain cheese," I said. "Boring, right?"
"A little," he laughed as he plugged information into his phone to order.
I stopped rubbing his shoulders and sat back down next to him.
"Man, I still feel a bit out of it," I sighed.
"Yeah, it took me a week to get over that," he smiled and put his phone down on the table. "I'm glad you could rest a bit."
I nodded. He looked at me a bit quizzically.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"I'm just wondering what I did without you here?" He said. "I guess I just studied and worked all the time."
"You never told me what you did for work," I said.
"Oh, yeah, I work for a historical journal called The Past and Future. I'm a bit of a fact checker and gopher there."
He was such a nerd. It was so cute. I giggled, and then the next thought I had slipped straight past my mental filter and out of my mouth.
"I'm glad I married you."
His eyes widened a bit and my heart started to palpitate.