Lucy eyes fluttered open to the soft morning light filtering through the bedroom curtains. She smiled when she felt Tom's arms wrapped around her waist and she turned to look at him.
She smiled at the peaceful expression on his face, his tousled hair and the gentle rise and fall of his chest. She felt a surge of affection for him and decided that this was the perfect moment to start their day with some light-hearted fun.
She leaned over and began showering Tom's face with soft kisses, starting from his forehead and working her way down to his cheeks, nose, and finally his lips. Tom stirred, a sleepy smile spreading across his face as he opened his eyes, chuckling softly.
"Good morning," he said, his voice still husky with sleep. "What's all this about?"
