That morning, Seymour woke up a little earlier than his wife and opted not to disturb her. Instead, he decided to stay in bed with her and silently read the book he had laying on the nightstand.
Around 20 minutes later, he felt a slight stir in the bed. Audrey rolled over onto her back, causing the sheet she had wrapped around her body to fall to her waist, revealing her bare breasts.
Seymour turned his head to look at her and was taken aback. There were certain moments that he'd see her and question if she was real because she was so perfect. Lying there, she looked like some sort of fancy painting you'd see hanging in a museum. One that'd go for millions.
Almost like a Disney cartoon, she fluttered her eyes open and saw her husband's face looking down at her.
"Mmm, good morning." As she stretched a little, she glanced down and gasped. Clumsily, she covered her chest with the sheet. "I'm sorry." She laughed a little, turning a shade of pink.
In response, he set his book on the nightstand and gently pulled the covers back down. He placed a kiss on her lips then her neck then across her chest.
It turned out to be an exciting morning for them both.