The sun shone brightly through the sliver of space between the curtain in their home. It was warm and quickly filled the bedroom with a sense of calmness, something almost like tranquility, or maybe it was the love shared between the three women on the bed. No one knew but it was welcomed.
A tiny brunette moved under the blankets, her body slowly waking up from its well-deserved sleep. She wasn't sure when she and the two other woman had fallen asleep the night before (although she's pretty sure she was the one to tap out first, memories of some rom-com they had picked out and very, very droopy eyelids playing over in her head).
Waverly took a moment to quickly look over at the clock on the night stand, the bold red numbers reading 9:52 am. She sighed softly, stretching her body the best she could seeing as she was squished in between two very toned bodies who each had an arm wrapped around her waist. Waverly smiled, taking in her two lovers who were taking up space at her sides: a strong Cop, whose fiery red hair was sprawled wildly across her pillow and a smart Doctor who looked just as flawless asleep as she did mid-day.
A huge grin formed on her lips. She'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy being in the middle of her lovers as they cuddled in bed at night. She reveled in being the center of attention and affection, the position giving her the opportunity to get as much love as possible from both of the women equally and a chance to get a nice up close view should Nicole and Shae give affection to one another as well.
Waverly silently took in her girlfriends a bit longer, the grin on her lips not faltering one bit. A few more seconds passed before the cop started to stir, sleepily mumbling about making sure Calamity Jane was fed. Instinctively the cops grip on Waverly's waist tightened, pulling the brunette closer to her which elicited a soft grumble from Shae, who was not liking the feeling of Waverly moving away. This only made the grin on Waverly's face grow bigger. She was definitely loved. There was no denying that.
Shae shuffled closer to the brunette, her nose nuzzling behind Waverly's ear, the brown skinned woman softly breathed in the scent of her lover, a soft smile playing at her lips.
"Happy Birthday, Waverly Earp." Shae's voice was groggy, sleep laced but it still made Waverly's heart flutter. It was her birthday and someone remembered.
The fluttering in her chest only grew stronger when a gentle yet just as groggy voice spoke into her other ear, "Happy Birthday, Waves."
How could she think they wouldn't remember? They loved her with every fiber of their being. And she loved them just the same.