Harley:
The next morning I woke up with Angie curled into me. It'd been one hell of a cold night, so we had to use body warmth to keep us from freezing. Her head was rested on my shoulder, her arm across my stomach, palm just above my hip. Her other arm was pressed lightly against my side. I had one arm under her, my hand leading to her elbow. The other hand was placed on her wrist above my hip. My cheek was leaning on the top of her head. This is how we'd slept that night.
She made a grunt in my arms as she rolled back to look at me.
"Morning," I said in a deep sleep voice. I knew I was smiling, this wasn't the time or place, but I couldn't help it. She just looked so beautiful.
"Hey," She murmered, rolling back into me and putting her face into my shoulder. "You have a pretty sexy morning voice, you know that?" Her eyes peered up at me and I could feel her grinning on my skin.
"Thanks," I joked.
She looked down at my shirt, which she was still wearing, "You're not having your top back. I like it too much to give it back." We both laughed.
Angie:
I woke up curled up to Harley as my pillow.
"Morning," he said in the most beautiful voice I'd ever heard. I ended up telling him that because I'd just woken up, so I didn't think about what I was saying until after I'd said it. It was rather embarrassing so I just started laughing into his shoulder. Luckily, he found it funny.
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