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We are spending the day holed up in the house so that Zach can fight this cold. He says that he's lucky...because he has me to take care of him. Well...I consider myself pretty fucking lucky as well. "So...what's next? Do you want me to finish the book or do you need a nap?"

"Please finish... but don't be mad if I doze off..." he says.

"I won't be mad, baby. You need the rest. Let's get comfortable..."

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We curl up together and he starts to read again. This time though I just close my eyes and let his voice lull me asleep...

I continue to read aloud for a while...just to make sure he is soundly asleep. I close the book and put it aside. He is breathing well...not coughing. I tell myself that it's okay to relax...and I drift off for a nap, too.

I yawn and stretch a bit. Chris is pressed against me on the sofa and he's snoring a little. I smile cause I am glad he slept too. I press a kiss to his temple. "I love you."

I feel him stir in my arms...hear his voice. I blink the sleep from my eyes. "Hey...are you okay?"

"Yeah, I feel a bit better actually.... how about you?"

"I feel fine..." I say and he lifts an eyebrow in my direction. "I was really tired," I admit.

"I know... I'm glad you got a little sleep..."

"It felt good..." I say...stretching out then hugging him a little tighter.

"You need your rest too... otherwise you'll get rundown..."

"Well...the good thing about spending sick days at home is that you can nap whenever you want," I smile. "And when I know you are okay, I can nap, too," I wink.