Sloppy Seconds
A midnight cup of cocoa
I sat up slowly in bed and heard a soft tap on my bedroom door. There it was again, tap, tap. Softly, almost hesitantly, the sound came. Naked I swung my legs over so my feet were now on the floor. I listened, and there it was again, tap, tap. It was not a threatening noise but a hopeful sound. Almost like someone was pleading to be let in. I went to the door, and with my hand on the handle, I looked over my shoulder at m...