Angela squinted her eyes open, and her gaze met a very gorgeous and familiar face. A smile graced her lips as she observed that he was still asleep, his arm wrapped possessively around her body. It was then she realized she was clothed, while he lay there shirtless, the sunlight casting a warm glow upon his skin. She raised her hand, caressing his face and the tousled hair that had escaped its hold. Leaning forward, she bestowed upon him a full kiss upon the lips.
"I should sleep more often if it means I'll keep getting you to do this," he murmured, his eyes fluttering open, still groggy from slumber. "Good morning, princess."
"Good morning, love," she replied, her heart swelling at the sound of his voice. He chuckled softly.
"Someone pretty is in a good mood this morning."