Her hair had come loose in her sleep and one strand was between her parted lips, moving slightly with her breathing. He hooked it gently with one finger and lifted it away, the backs of his knuckles grazing her cheek. She did not wake. He stayed with his hand there a moment longer than he needed to, feeling the warmth coming off her skin, then got up carefully and went to start the coffee. He was trying not to make any noise.
