Chapter 5

It was not what Brett had planned when he stopped by Sydena's studio. Lying in her bed in the dark of night with her cuddled against him was not normal in his widower life.

But now that they had made love, would things go wrong between them? Or was this moment really the start of his new beginning?

"Did I pop your widower cherry?"

It was Sydena's voice in the dark.

"I didn't know you were awake," he replied.

"Does that sound nasty?" She asked. "Vulgar? Insensitive? Sorry."

"You did," he confirmed without embarrassment, squinting at her in the darkness.

She made love to him again as an apology for her nastiness. She was different from Joanie. More burly and muscular with wide hips and a pit of a pudgy tummy.

She was quiet when she climaxed the second time – Brett was the one who was moaning with relief and contentment when he released.

He glanced at the clock on the bedside table and saw that it was after three.

"Will you let me watch you paint?" He asked.

"Of course," She replied. "I expect you to watch me all the time now. Here. So you don't have to worry about your memories at your house."

"I'm ready to fall in love again," Brett assured her.

"Good," Sydena replied easily. "But there's plenty of time for that."

"Are you okay with this?" He worried.

"Don't overthink us," she replied. "I know it's euphoric but you don't have to feel guilty about it. It's okay to be with a woman again without worrying about all the other stuff."

"What other stuff?"

"Your kids," Sydena said knowingly. "Your widowerhood."

"What will your mother think?" He sighed.

"She's in Florida," Sydena reminded him.

Brett leaned over and kissed her and she kissed him back with her soft sensual lips.

"You can't go back," She said.

"I know."

"It's okay to be with me," she said. "Think of the possibilities if you allow me to show you what new love can be like."

"I see the love all over your face," Brett admitted.

"Then go to sleep," she whispered. "I'll be here in the morning."

"I will too," he replied.