*Ethan*

Waking up to my wife is incredible, her soft body cradled in mine, feeling her heartbeat against my chest. She stirs, lifting her head up and looking around.

“What time is it?” Rylee asks.

“Probably time to get up,” I say. “But I don’t want to.”

She chuckles, running her fingers down my cheek and bringing her lips to mine. I moan, tightening my arms around her to bring her closer. I pull back just enough to groan. “If you keep that up, we’re definitely not getting up.”

“Well, I’d better stop then because we’re going to be late.” She pulls back farther, tapping her finger on my nose...