This is a sweet little number that came into my head while listening to One Direction's Little Things. Hope you like it!

Stretching out in the bed Brax felt the warm morning sun streaming onto his back. Shielding his eyes from the bright sun he realised that in their rush the night before neither of them had thought to close the curtains. Hell they hadn't even bothered to turn on light, both only having one thing on their mind. Many hours later they fell asleep in each other arms.

Turning his head slightly away from the light he saw that Charlie was still asleep next to him. Her long brown hair was untamed and weird from the night before. Gently he brushed a piece of her hair out of her face. Even without makeup her perfectly sculpted cheekbones were clearly defined. It always struck him when he saw her without makeup because she truly was beautiful. Brax often thought that she should be a model but Charlie just couldn't see how stunning she was.

His eyes made his way down her neck where he noticed a bite sized red mark. Charlie would act annoyed when she noticed it, she always said hickeys looked tacky, but he knew she would secretly love the reminder of their night together. Despite the fact that they were out in public now their quality time together was rare and hard to find. Normally it was just a quick meal or a stolen moment in passing.

Charlie stretched her body out making the sheet slip down just above her belly button and letting him know she was in the first stages of waking up. Moving himself he gently slid his body in close to hers. His hand feathered over her breasts as he smiled to himself as he remembered the day Charlie complained about how she would change them if she could. He couldn't disagree with her more, he love them. They were perfectly formed and just the right size for him. Her pink areola surrounded her small but slightly pointy nipples.

As the sheet slipped further down her body his eyes ran over her c-section scar, it was a part of her body that Charlie always tried to cover. Whenever Brax saw it he was reminded of what a fighter she was. Despite everything she had been through she had come out the other side and she was a better person for it. Nobody should have to go through what she had been through but it was part of her. It had made her the person that she was today, an amazing police officer and more importantly a mother to Ruby. Even if she hated the scar Charlie loved her daughter with everything she had and he couldn't wait to see her be a mother to their children.

The sheet moved again as Charlie stretched out her long legs. He had to resist the urge to pull the sheet completely off her so he could enjoy the view of her full body. She spent long hours working but that also meant, to Brax's disappointment, that she spent just as long in her police uniform that did nothing for her body. Charlie always loved the fact that in uniform she was the same as any other officer and nobody was looking at her figure.

Her eyes open for a brief moment allowing him to catch a glimpse of her deep blue eyes before she rolled back over. For the few people that she allowed to get close to her these were like windows to her soul. One look into those big eyes of hers and you could see exactly how she was feeling. Throughout her life her experiences and her job had taught her how hide her feeling and only let people see what she wanted them to but her eyes could never lie. One look into them and they told Brax everything that he needed to know.

Looking at her laying there, naked and peaceful, he wondered how it was even possible to love someone as much as he loved her. A year ago he had no idea what true love was but now here he was ready to give everything just to see her happy. Everything had been against them from the start yet here he was ready to make her his wife.

"Mademmvr" mumbled Charlie as she again rolled to face him, this time with her eyes firmly closed. Placing his hand on her cheek he lent in placing a tender kiss on her lips. "Good morning my baby."