Some Mornings Are Better than Others

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My eyelids feel heavy, but I smile sleepily and cover my face to hide from the sun.          I hear a grumble beside me, “stop moving so much,” and an arm drapes over my side.          I jolt awake, and remember where I am. A tent in the middle of nowhere. A tent in the middle of nowhere with Alex.          He grumbles again but doesn’t move.          Oh my god, what have I done?! I realize I’m still just wearing a bra and underwear. I cross my arm over my chest like it’ll help and start to move away from Alex, but his foot gets tangled in mine and I trip standing up.          “Hey,” he says, cracking one eye to look at me. He rolls onto his back and puts his hand behind his head. His other arm is still draped half around me. “Good morning,” he says, grinning at me, and closing his ey

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