Kelly

Yawning, Kelly stretched her arms and accidentally bumped her husband in the head. She turned to face him as he stirred and eyed her quietly, a curious smile on his face.

"Mmph, morning," he mumbled.

"Morning, Baby," she whispered.

He yawned briefly and pulled her close to him, his arms closing around her torso easily. She happily let him draw her in, basking in the warmth that seemed to always flow out of him and into her. Nuzzling into his chest, she inhaled his musk and sighed contentedly.

"God, I love how you feel in the mornings," he said.

She giggled and looked up at him. "How's that?"

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