The moment Lucy opened her eyes, she smiled when she saw Tom staring at her with a wide smile.
"Why do you always do that?" She asked as she turned away from him so he wouldn't perceive her morning breath.
"I've told you it's my favorite way to begin my day. No matter the number of times I see your face in the morning, you look more beautiful each day," Tom said, and she giggled as she tried to sit up when he plucked her nipple.
"I guess you slept well," Lucy said as she folded her hands in front of her to shield her boobs while looking at him.
She noted that unlike the previous day and the couple of days since he got back from his trip, he looked more relaxed now and well-rested.
"Yeah, I did. Did you?" Tom asked, and Lucy gave him a nod.
"I dreamt of the kid. Dawn," Lucy said with a yawn as she stretched out.
"You dreamt of a kid you have not seen and not me who slept beside you?" Tom asked with a mock scowl.
