I smelt him as I opened my eyes. I snuggled closer and he laughed. "Good morning, Aryanna."
"Good morning, Ian."
He brushed my hair out of my face. "You look amazing when you are sleeping, do you know that?"
"Stop," I said, blushing. He laughed again and leaned in to nuzzle our noses together.
"Makes me want to gobble you up." His lips drifted to meet mine and I pushed him away, scrambling out of his hold.
"I haven't brushed yet."
Ian groaned and flopped back against the pillows, throwing his hands over his eyes. "I don't care about that, Aryanna."
I folded my arms and waited until he looked at me before I spoke. "If you don't brush your mouth, I am not kissing you either."
He shot out of bed and grabbed my arm, pulling us into the bathroom. He fished out the toothpaste and placed
