Forty

The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky, as golden fingers of sunlight forced itself beyond the linen curtains and lit up our bedroom.

Squinting my eyes at the direct hit, I shuffle in my place against a warm body, cradling me from behind. Taking a deep inhale, a vanilla essence fills my nose causing a smile to form on my lips. Reaching out my arms, I perform an unattractive stretch and let out a tired groan before spinning round and meeting two emerald diamonds.

“Good morning, sleepy-head.” The corners of his lips raised as his fingers danced up and down the crook of my back.

I lift my leg and wrap my thigh over Nate’s hips, before snuggling my head against his chest. “Good morning. What time is it?”

“Late morning. Seems as though someone needed their sleep, you seemed exhausted when the fun had ended.” He taunted, letting out a low chuckle.

I let out a soft sigh. I suddenly felt guilty for sleeping so late, it must have been boring for Nate to wait however long.