“Good morning, sleeping beauty.”
Christine turned her head and squinted in the light.
“Well, hello there, my big fancy rock star.”
I ran a hand through my hair, which was probably sticking up
in a million different directions already. “Nope.”
She laid the open book on her legs. “No, then who are you?”
I smirked. “For the next two weeks, the only thing I am is
your husband.”
“Not my rock star husband?”
“Only if you want me to be.”
“I think I prefer my husband this week.”
I brushed a piece of hair from her face. “What are you doing
up so early?”
“You know I can’t sleep when the sun hits my eyes.” She
moved to sit on the side of the hammock, her legs hanging over the side.
“Besides, who want to miss the beautiful weather here by staying inside all
day?”
I leaned forward and pressed my lips to the side of her
neck. “I can think of a few reasons to stay inside.”
“Mmm…you can, can’t you?”
“Yep.” I kissed my way up to behind her ear, loving the way
her body trembled under mine. “Many reasons and none of them include sand in
places that never see the sun.”
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