Every lazy morning we get to spend together...when it’s time...she whips back the covers, leans in to kiss my forehead, then whispers...“Don’t let anyone take my spot” (as if we’re in a room full of people) and off she goes to the kitchen to make coffee. Then...back to bed with two warm mugs and another kiss. Of course, I keep her spot nice and warm while she’s away.
That’s my baby. Swoon, for sure.
