Kathryn's Point of View
Elijah and I are lying in bed, the first soft light of the early morning starts to filter in through the curtains.
I am snuggled into his chest, our legs entangled, our fingers entwined as we both take comfort in the afterglow of our love making.
"That's one way to start an early morning."
Elijah murmurs, kissing the top of my head and I smile at him.
"It was worth it though, wasn't it?"
He smirks at me, and nods his head.
"Oh, it was definitely worth it. I won't mind it if you wake me up like that every morning."
He says, his hand not holding mine, squeezing my ass and I laugh.
"That could be arranged."
I say softly, kissing his chest.
We lay in silence for a few more minutes with Elijah lightly running the fingers of his free hand up and down my arm.
