I killed my alarm when it sounded and rolled back over. Warm lips caressed mine but I growled at them to let me sleep.

I awoke to the smells of breakfast.

Slightly alarmed, I climbed out of bed and stumbled into the kitchen, without thinking about the fact that I was naked. It hadn't mattered for the last month and I forgot that it should probably matter all of the sudden.

Mary was standing at the stove, wearing a negligee that had my morning wood as stiff as a board. Her arms went around me and her lips caressed mine.

"Good morning, handsome man," she cooed. She glanced at my...