Saturday morning dawned bright and way too soon. Chelsea rolled over, her body protesting the movement as she stretched her arm out to the side, her hand sliding over Darren's stomach. As she opened her eyes, he was already looking at her, a smile pushing up his cheeks. “Good morning," she said, her voice still full of sleep. “How long have you been awake?"
He rolled over, tucking a hand under his head as he stared at her. “Only a few minutes. I was just laying here watching you dream. You smile when you sleep, did you know that?"
“At least you didn't say I snored," she said with a slight giggle as she reached up and raked her fingers through her rumpled hair. “I can't believe how tired I feel, especially considering we didn't have any fun last night." She panicked that she might have sa
