After a few more jobs that day, it was really late again. I thought about going back to base camp, but didn't want to stay anywhere but with Yves. So I headed back to his place, luckily he was still up. When Yves answered the door, he told me he had been hoping I would show up. That night we fell asleep, after a quick tumble. All I dreamt about was Yves. I woke up first the next morning and surprised Yves with some breakfast. Although I am not a natural cook, I'm not to bad in the kitchen. I even did the dishes after we ate. We spent the rest of that day together, doing what we did best... everything.
That night I even dreamt of marrying Yves, but that was never going to happen. The next day was going to be my last day, and I planned to spend that with him. It was a great fling, and a lot of good times... really good times. But it was time for me to leave.