Light was streaming in through a c***k in the heavy drapes that covered the windows in Mark’s suite. He groaned and squinted as he buried his face in Callie’s hair. He knew they needed to get up, but after the last twenty-four hours, it was the last thing he wanted.
Mark was holding her close as she rolled over to face him. Callie yawned and blinked sleepily at him as she woke. He kissed her tenderly, which she eagerly returned.
“Good morning,” Mark said with a grin as he pushed Callie’s hair away from her face.
“Good morning indeed,” Callie giggled. “Did you get any sleep?”
“I did, and thankfully, you did too,” Mark said as he cuddled her close, tucking her head under his chin. “The best part is, we woke up on our own, not because of an emergency.”
“That is a nice change of pace,” Ca
