A/N: I do not own the Red Queen series or the characters in it. Let me know what you think of this because if people like it, then I might expand upon the story. Enjoy!
Slowly Mare pushed herself into a sitting position, sunlight streaming through the small window of Cal's apartment. The muted light romanticizing the shapes of his plain apartment. As the blanket fell away she felt the cold air hit her bare shoulders, in stark contrast to the furnace-like heat beneath the covers.
Feeling something stir beside her, Mare looked down and smiled. Cal twisted slightly in his sleep, the shadow of stubble in the hollows of his cheeks highlighted by the soft morning light. Mumbling something she couldn't make out, Cal rolled over and threw an arm around her waist. Enjoying the warmth emanating from his well-muscled arms Mare didn't care to move him. Especially when he tucked his face into the space between her hip and abdomen, his breath coming out in little puffs against her skin.
"Morning," She whispered, gently brushing his hair back from his face. Cal groaned softly, blinking in the light. Before his eyes settled on her and his face broke into a grin. Suddenly Mare felt warm fingers encircle her elbow, Cal was always careful to avoid her wrists, and with soft but firm movements pulled her towards him onto the bed.
"Happy anniversary," He whispered, his mouth glancing over hers, before planting a firm kiss on the corner of her mouth. After a moment, Mare broke away from the kiss, brow furrowed in confusion.
"But our anniversary was months ago," She said, her statement more of a question. Meanwhile, Cal placed sleepy kisses along her throat. "Today is Clara's birthday… oh," Mare's voice trailed off as the realization struck her.
"Now you remember." He said simply. "Remember when I did this?" Cal whispered, tangling his hands in her hair, making her gasp as her mind filled with images. Images of them wrapped around each other, covered in streaks of mud, the rain sizzling and turning to steam as it hit their heated bodies. Images of abandoned shirts and fire starter cuffs.
Smiling, Mare deepened the kiss with a newfound ferocity. "Happy anniversary. She had barely gotten out the words before Cal's hand began to slide up her thigh, making her gasp against his mouth.
I love you Cal Calore, she thought. Unaware he was thinking the exact same thing about her.