Holiday Plans

The following morning, Tom and Lucy stood side by side in the bathroom, brushing their teeth as they prepared to go down for breakfast.

Tom watched Lucy in the mirror, his gaze warm as he took in her sleepy eyes and her tousled hair. She seemed lost in thought, her movements slow and relaxed, not even noticing the way he was looking at her.

When they finished, they walked back to the bedroom together. Tom couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as he watched her slip into her outfit for the day.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, pulling on his shirt, his eyes never leaving her.