Welcoming the Morning with Tea

I opened my eyes.

A ray of sunlight fell through the curtains.

It passed through the leaves hanging by the window and cast a delicate pattern over my cheek.

Birdsong drifted in, and the wind answered with a rustle through the leaves.

…It’s warm.

But warmer than that

were the thick arms wrapped around my waist.

His warm embrace had held me close all night without loosening its grip.

Beneath the blanket, one of his legs was wrapped around mine.

Soft and firm, his body heat brushed against my skin...