Jamie woke up with a smile, stretching as best as he could without disturbing his lovely wife that was simply curled up in the opposite side of the bed, the blue sheets easily concealing most of her form save her porcelain face and fiery hair. With a few, soft steps he was at her side of the bed, planting a gentle kiss upon her forehead.
”Sometimes I can’t believe I’m this lucky”, he mused to himself, unaware she was already up.
Terry was humming to herself as she cooked breakfast. She looked over at her daughter coloring at the table and couldn’t help but laugh. She wondered if her husband was going to be up anytime soon. She smiled at her girl “Go see if Da is awake yet.”