"Good Morning, My Sunshine, My Queen, My baby." Emerald smiled and opened her eyes.
"You are so cheesy, but I love when you're cheesy Your highness." She sat up and stretched.
"Breakfast in bed." Marek said bringing their tray closer, he had just got up to receive room service.
"Gotta love hotels, huh?" She said grinning.
"C'mon, you know I can make you better breakfast in bed at home." he pouted.
"Yes, darling you can. I only love hotels because you don't have to get up and cook."
"So you don't love it when I cook?" Marek said. Oh God! Emerald groaned inside.
"Babe, I love it when you cook. You are the bestestest cook ever." She assured him.
"You know bestestest is not a word, right?"
"No, I don't know that because with you I vocabulary means nothing." She grinned at him
