It was the next morning, I woke up with Ryker still cuddled up next to me. I wrapped my hands around his chest, and kissed him. He opened up his eyes, and looked down, and smiled at me. "Well good morning," he smiled. "How did I get into the bed last night?" I asked curiously. Ryker laughed, "you fell asleep in the bathtub. You must have been exhausted. You feeling like breakfast this morning?" he asked. "If you feel like cooking, sure," I laughed. "You got it," he said as he kissed me on the forehead and got up out of the bed. He put on a pair of pants, and threw on one of his plaid shirts, and walked out of the room. After he left, I laid there for a few more minutes before finally getting up myself. I walked over to the closet, and found an outfit, got dressed, and walked downstairs
