After fooling around for hours Sara slept like a baby in Zia's arms tired and exhausted. Zia kissed her temple. She was rubbing circles with her palm on Sara's back gently. It was dark the only sound that can be heard was their own breathing and the steady heartbeat of the beloved person in her arms.
Zia thought Sara was asleep but Sara finally spoke up. "Do you remember when I asked you if I would be a good mother?"
Zia didn't know what Sara was thinking all she knew that she didn't want to upset or hurt Sara's feelings in any way so she gave a minimal response as a hum. "Hmm...why?"
Zia asked softly "Yeah, why?"
