Me & You

8. Good morning

Me & You (c) 2014+
8. Good Morning

The sunlight shone through the curtains while a light breeze pushed them further away. It was like a cat and mouse game - the sun being the cat and the curtains being the mouse.

Ali woke up as she stifled a yawn. When she tried to move, her body felt heavy and uncooperative. It was because of an arm, more specifically Jared's arm, that kept her from going anywhere. As if she would leave in the first place.

Her eyes rolled at the incredulous thought.

As she turned her head ever-so-slightly, she caught sight of olive skin and brond hair hiding in the nook of her neck. The corners of her lips tugged upwards as she felt his shallow breaths on her skin while his hold around her waist tightened with each intake, and loosened with every exhale. He was spooning her. She liked this feeling. The feeling of comfort, safety and love.

Ali couldn't help but soak every detail of her Jared. The way his eyelashes caused long shadows beneath his eyes; how his brond hair tickled her ear; the way his breaths were shallow, deep and breathy; how he pushed her closer to himself by flattening his palm on her stomach; how he groaned, hiding further into Ali's crook, whenever the sunrays teased him.

She tilted her head upwards, leaning in slightly to leave a small on the temple of his forehead.

"Good morning," his husky voice was muffled yet it still sent shivers down her spine.

He raised his head enough so Ali could see the mischevious twinkle in his eyes. And then he bit down slowly on the nape of her neck.