Charlie’s POV
The morning dawned bright and music performed by the local bird group. Suzanne shifted and hugged his arm around her body.
“Good morning,” he said softly in her ear.
She shivered in response and pressed up against him. “Morning,” she replied.
“Want some breakfast?” he asked.
She nodded and stretched with a degree of contentment.
They were sickeningly cute over breakfast as they fed each other bits of cereal and wiped each other’s lips clean of milk. Charlie leaned over the corner of the table and kissed her.
“We could do this every morning.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Are you saying what I think you are saying?”
He nodded and smiled before getting up to go to work..