“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.”