The early morning sunlight, aureate and crisp percolated between the ajar curtains. It filtered through Andy's thick eyelashes as he slowly drifted into a state of wakefulness.

He could feel every muscle in his back stretching as he rolled away from the light, burying his face in the mattress. The skin of his face met the softness of the cream and taupe Egyptian cotton bedsheet. The soft yet prominent smell of lavender tickled his nose and teased his senses. He stifled a groan as the memories of last night sailed into mind; hot sweaty skins sensually rubbing together, wet lingering kisses, curiously roaming hands, soft moans of pleasure that then turned into explosions of oblivion inside them that left them both sticky and panting. The shared hot shower afterwards was intimate as they stood under the stream of water, safe and calm in each other's arms. The last thing he remembered of that particular continuum of events was the way her damp hair smelled before she fell asleep, snuggled against his side. It left him content, like a big meal.

Lifting his head from the bed, he turned to look at his side, letting out a silent sigh of relief when he saw her naked form on the other side of the bed. It wasn't a dream. She was laying on her side, one arm tucked under her body while the other was curled towards her face, her thumb stuck in her mouth – the same beautiful mouth that preformed wonders on him the night before was now sucking her thumb in her sleep. It was adorable, Andy thought. No one he knew, not even his own kids, sucked their thumbs after childhood. And by the looks of Sharon's teeth he never would have guessed she was a thumb sucker. His gaze wandered slightly upwards, taking in the freckles on her nose and her long lashes. Without any makeup on, he noticed their reddish color for the first time. So were her eyebrows. A thick strand of hair fell on her face when she stirred and Andy noticed that it looked different than it did last night – it was not straight as usual, but soft, beach waves that fell gracefully around her face. Andy has seen her in casual clothes and hairdos in the past, but it was the first time he's seen her so natural before him. She might object and say otherwise, but he preferred her this way and thanked the heavens above for granting him the luck to see her like this. He smiled as she stirred once again, moaning softly but not waking. Andy could watch her forever and never get enough.