She woke smiling. The whole world a fuzzy blur as her eyes adjusted to the intruding morning light. She turned her head softly on the pillow, quiet in her guilty watching. She thought the whole world could fade, could disappear and she would always have this one solid and whole part of her life. Her hand lifted, gentle and unobtrusive, to the face before her and she lay it lightly there. Her thumb played a loving rhythm from the corner of his eye to the edge of his dirty blonde hairline. He smiled without opening his eyes, peaceful. She sighed, love echoing like a song she did not need to sing for him to know the meaning. He caught her with his arm and pulled her to him, possessive but not demanding. His blue eyes finally settled on her brown ones, charged electricity floating between them. Lips touched, butterfly light, but laced with so much meaning and depth that breaths came short and hearts beat faster. Second kiss, smiles stuck together. Morning peaked into their window, beckoning for them to start the day, they both ignored its pleading.