Next morning.
Mia felt the sun's rays reach her face through the transparent terrace, and she slowly opened her eyes.
He felt a hand hug her tightly and a smile crept on her lips, sensing his steady breath as he pulled her closer. Resting a hand on his chest, now covered in a hoodie unlike last night, Mia looked up at him.
He grumbled as even the sun was disturbing them, and she could only chuckle. She tried moving his hand to take the remote and cover the shades, but his grip was tight, she sighed looking at him.
Taking out her hand, she placed it over his eyes and smiled as his frown relaxed a bit. She then stared up at the glass terrace, forming a half-curved circle over their room, and she couldn't help but grin.
