My Sexy Saturday – Dream Doctor Edition

By J.J. DiBenedetto | June 13, 2015 | Comments 0 Comment

Welcome to the My Sexy Saturday blog hop. Today I’ve got a quiet moment, which I think fits this week’s theme for the hop. It’s from book two of the series, DREAM DOCTOR, and it’s an instant of peace and calm for Sara in between trying to figure out who wants to murder one of her professors…

We’re sitting outside, on the grass, in the middle of the main quad. It’s a perfect day – not too hot, not too humid – and we’re the only people out here. We walked by the Boarding House Deli on the way here, bought a loaf of bread, some cold cuts and a bottle of wine, and now we’re enjoying a very relaxing picnic lunch.

“We should do this more often.” I say.

“I agree,” Brian says. “But this might be our last chance for a while. It’s not going to be this quiet again, with everybody coming back to campus this week.” He’s right – school starts for the undergrads and for the rest of the graduate students a week from tomorrow, and people will start arriving this week.

That’s a strange thought – I’ve already been in classes for three weeks, and it feels like a heck of a lot longer than that. It’s also going to be strange seeing undergrad friends who I was living with in Carson Hall just three months ago – it feels like that was someone else’s life. They’re still college students but now I’m Mrs. Alderson, on the way to being Dr. Alderson.

“God, my brother’s going to be here in a week, isn’t he?” Speaking of strange. Although, to be fair, he matured a lot last year, or maybe I mellowed out towards him, I’m not really sure which.

“Your parents are driving him up, right?” I nod. It’ll be great to see them. Last I heard, the plan was for them to drive up Friday, and then we’ll all have dinner together that night.

“Can you take care of the dinner reservations? I’ve been meaning to do it, but – well, you know.” He knows all too well.

“Sure.” He leans back, and pulls me down with him – we’re both lying on our backs, a gentle breeze blowing, staring up into the cloudless sky. Right at this moment, everything else seems so unimportant and so far away. I reach over and take his hand, and it’s so quiet, so calm, it’s easy to believe we’re the only two people in the world.

I close my eyes and I can feel him next to me; above the whispering of the breeze I can hear him breathing. This is – well, there’s no other word for it – this is just perfect.