The sun peeked through the curtains and woke Aimee up as it hit her eyes. She snuggled into Tarrant's chest in an attempt to remain asleep and strong arms complied by tightening around her waist. Smiling she looked up into Tarrant's sleeping face. He had a slight smile and his hair was even more wild than usual.
As Aimee studied his face she noticed the rings around his eyes from lack of sleep. She then remembered how he had told her about the awful nightmares he was prone to have. She lifted her hand and started to run it through his wild mane as she smiled at him.
Sensing that someone was watching him Tarrant's eyes opened and settled on Aimee's face. They blinked a few times as if to make sure he wasn't dreaming then a large smile spread across his face as he leapt out of the bed and started to perform the oddest dance Aimee had ever seen.
He then grabbed Aimee around the waist, pulled her out of the bed, and twirled around with her. They laughed loudly before Tarrant leaned down and captured her mouth in a deep kiss. They broke away when air became necessary and leaned against each other's foreheads. All of the sudden Aimee pulled away.
"I found this in my pocket when we went home." Aimee said as she pulled Tarrant's handkerchief out of her purse and handed it to him. She knew it was important to him because he had told that his mother had sewed a few for him. This was the only one he had left, but he didn't take it.
"You keep it." He said with a smile and then pulled her into another passion filled kiss.