Five More Minutes

The beeping of her alarm woke me up, but I didn’t mind.

“Hey,” she said, all sleepy-eyed.

“Morning,” I replied.

She turned away onto her side, an obvious hint she wanted to be spooned, and I followed suit.

“This is nice.”

She turned and smiled at my comment. Once she returned to being the little spoon I kissed her neck.

“I wish I didn’t have to go to work.,” I heard her whisper. “I could do this all day.”


She escaped my arms and rolled onto her back so I kissed her.

“At least you have off today. Lucky.”

I smiled. She’s always been jealous of my day off.

“You better get up. You’ll be late.”

She turned away again, signaling for more spooning. I scooched up against her and squeezed her in my arms.

She reached for the fluffy white comforter and pulled it over our heads.

“Five more minutes.”


10 responses to “Five More Minutes

  1. I love cuddling – this was very well written. Totally do that all the time – five more minutes! 🙂

  2. So familiar! I love the photos at the end… They say it all.

  3. If there was a rating system that went from lovely to some much less than that, I’d have instantly clicked on lovely 🙂

    I just have a pillow I cuddle, but cuddling a pillow especially on a cool, rainy morning for “just 5 more minutes” is awesome too!

  4. Nice vignette in words and images.

  5. interesting post !!!!

  6. So warm and cozy and intimate. Nicely done. 🙂

  7. Love this… I experience this moment pretty much every morning. 🙂

  8. especially when all you have on an early morning are the rain against your windows and the cup o coffee right next your bed…

  9. Makes my heart all achey. Well done. 🙂

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