What's for Dinner?
As if to make up for all the nights we had forsaken over the past month, we tumbled in bed for way too long that day. Needless to say that when we finally woke up the next morning after barely sleeping, the hour was already quite late.
I turned over drowsily under the blankets, squinting against the bright ray of sun pouring through the window above us. "We missed the view at sunrise you promised me," I mumbled, covering my eyes with a hand. "It must be almost noon now with this much light."
He curled his arm. I didn't realize until then that I was still lying in his embrace, and the motion sent me rolling over onto his chest, facing down. "You make a much more beautiful view than sunrise," he said. A lingering kiss ensued.