I glared at the light streaming in the windows. Did it have to be so bright? Couldn't it just keep blazing up into the sky? Why did it have to sit right there for what felt like hours on end?
Tove snorted, jerked awake. "What?"
I snickered as I rolled towards him on the giant bed. "Who you talking to, Batman?"
He plopped over on his side, smiled at me. Most of his face was still buried in the pillow. "You, beautiful. How do you feel this morning?"
I smiled. "Except for hating the sun for shining in my eyes, surprisingly good. I'm not sure I'll look at powdered sugar or honey the same way ever again, though." I pouted.
He laughed, the sound joyous and happy. "Oh, I think it's become my favoritest ever."
Grumpy laughed from my other side. "Mine is now powdered sugar and Hollyn's skin." I felt the bed dip slightly as he rolled up against my back. He planted a soft kiss on my shoulder.
"Morning, Grumpy."