Shawn rolled over in the early morning light, trying to avoid it. He collided with a familiar body and he snuggled into its warmth. Shawn leaned his head forward and pressed his nose into the woman's hair. Then he took a deep comforting breath, inhaling the wonderful scent of Juliet O'Hara.
"You smell amazing," Shawn said, taking another deep breath.
"It's the shampoo," Juliet mumbled, still half asleep.
Shawn shrugged, "You always smell amazing."