Jason's POV

I carelessly stroked my fingers over Megan's golden hair while soaking in the morning sunlight that filtered through the curtain's gaps. Her little grin touched my skin as she slept, and I could feel long, steady breaths fanned on my neck. I traced the scars that were hidden under her shirt as I ran my fingertips down her spine. She moved as I was holding her, and when she opened her eyes, her long eyelashes brushed against my skin.

Saying "Good morning, Sweetheart." I gave her a kiss on the head and said hello.

the question "What time is it?" She moaned and lowered her head even further...