They slept late. Alice had opened the door a crack only, early in the day and seeing them both curled up sound asleep had retracted and gone about her business in another room. A small smile spreading across her face.
He was the first to wake. Planting soft kisses on her face and bringing her round gently. Smiling when she opened her eyes sleepily and looked at him. Momentarily forgetting everything, she smiled back and accepted his soft kiss on her lips as his hand moved across her body suggestively. She knew resistance was pointless and before long that shirt was laying crumpled on the floor beside his discarded clothes from his return home.
Afterwards, she lay in his arms looking at the ceiling. He was twirling her hair absent-mindedly, staring at the same spot above them.
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