It was early morning in New York and Jocelyn was sitting in the kitchen.
It was her routine for a long time now.
She sat there while the house was still asleep, drank coffee and looked at the sunrise that brought a new day.
"Good morning, beautiful" she heard a voice say which was Luke's.
His voice was groggy from sleep, as his face was.
"Hey" she turned around to look at him. Luke was the one thing in her life that brought her happiness and she smiled at him.
"What?" he returned the smile, amused.
"I love you, you know that?" and she got up from the chair so she could kiss him.
"Oh I do, and I love you" he bent his head towards her and his lips met hers.
He kisses her gently, once, twice. three times until they're both a little out of breath.
"How'd you sleep?" he asks in a concerned manner since he is well aware of her nightmares. "Like a baby" she kisses him again, long and sweet.
They sit in the kitchen together, leaning against each other till the sun is up high in the sky.