Tom stirred in his sleep, a peaceful smile on his face, but his serene rest was interrupted by a series of light kisses being peppered across his face.
His eyes fluttered open, and the sight that greeted him made him laugh—a sound that rumbled deep in his chest. Lucy was leaning over him, grinning mischievously as she kissed him again and again.
"What are you doing?" he asked, his voice rough with sleep but filled with affection.
"Waking up the love of my life," Lucy replied, her voice soft but playful as she continued her assault of kisses on his eyes, cheeks and forehead.
Tom chuckled again, his hand coming up to rest on her waist as he adjusted. "Mission accomplished," he said, his grin widening.
"Good morning, lover. Did you sleep well?" Lucy asked as with a mischievous smile as she rolled her body fully on top of him, adjusting herself so that she straddled his waist.
