I lie with my head resting on my folded arm, simply watching her, breathing in her sweet scent. The gently morning sun found its way though the slits of the shutter, illuminating her features with its soft, warm glow. Even asleep, with her hair sticking out at impossible angles, she takes my breath away. She looks so calm, without a single line of worry or doubt on her face.
I reach out with my free hand and smooth her hair from her eyes.
She blinks, lazily, languidly, and smiles.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Watchadoin?" she mumbles.
"Nothing. Just watching you sleep."
She grumbles and pulls the blanket to cover her face.
"I’m ugly like this!"
Smiling, knowing she can’t see my face with hers buried under the down cover, I wait a moment before joining her.
"No matter what time of the day, no matter how you look, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on."
She lifts the blanket enough to peer at my face. She narrows her eyes suspiciously.
"Well…besides Angelina Jolie." Which earns me a hearty punch on the chest.
"Oof! Ouch, that hurts!" And we both laugh.
"Well, I’m thankful you consented to share your life with me. I’m glad I’m able to wake up beside you everyday, and to be able to look at you, watch over you while you sleep."
She smiles deeply at me, her dimple showing clearly even under the shade of the blanket. And we kiss, a long, soft, and gentle kiss.
"Ugh," she mumbles between kisses. "Your breath stinks!"
"Yours too. But I’m not gonna stop kissing you!"
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