She was his awakening. 

  With every breath, her scent enveloped him, the smell of summer rain and bliss.    “Stay with me,” she breathed. He would have given anything to make it so. He felt everything. The way her shapely hip curved into his side. The way each strand of her hair wrapped around his fingers as he stroked her head - almost as though they, too, never wanted to let him go.    At last, he opened his eyes to face the nemesis that was the dawn. Whatever last night had been to them, it was now over and  had to be forgotten.