"Morning Summers," He murmured against her skin, pressing small, light kisses to her jaw and collarbone.
"Morning Hanson." She replied, snuggling closer to him. He smiled, wrapping an arm around her. "Beautiful morning, isn't it?"
"The only thing worthy of being called beautiful is you."
"It's too early for cheese." She whispered with reddened cheeks.
He laughed, and turned his head to look into her eyes. His gaze was serious, so she became serious as well. "It is never too early for cheese." She rolled her eyes, and attempted to get out of bed. But his arms tightened around her, restricting her movement. "Stay."
"We have work today, Noah. It's not Saturday yet."
"Fuck work."
"Noah," She scolded in a playfully condescending tone. "We are responsible adults, meaning we cannot just skip work."
He stared at her for a moment before responding, "We are responsible adults, meaning . . . "
She looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to finish.
"Well? What does it mean?"
He turned to meet her eyes, then leaned forward to meet her lips, both answering her question and ending the conversation.
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Romance(Lowercase intended on cover) "The simple things in life are never meaningful, and the meaningful things in life are never simple. So maybe I don't want meaningful. Maybe I just want someone who cares enough to listen." Gemma Summers and Noah Han...
