When I finally manage to open my eyes, he's already up and about. Not a big surprise there. "Hey, you."
My forehead is the target of his kiss. "Good morning', love. Sleep well?"
Surprisingly, the answer is yes. "I did."
He grabs me and gives me a bear hug. "See? Having me nearby makes it easier to deal with."
"I've never considered it to be negative," I say to explain myself. "I had simply not gotten used to it yet. I endured last night perfectly nicely."
He moves away from me slowly but surely. "Endured? To hell with it, don't even try to help me out."
Because that is one of my lines, I have a feeling that I'm having an effect on him. I chuckle and say, "I'm sorry. The word 'endure' is not appropriate here. That is in no way what I had in mind at all." After getting up, he sits down
