Toby awoke that morning, feeling relaxed and content. He glanced at the woman sleeping beside him, noticing every perfect feature of her face, from her messy blonde hair to her lips, the corners of which were curved into a small smile. His right hand was tangled in her hair and his left arm was still wrapped around her waist, keeping her as close to him as possible. Her hand lay on his bare chest and her fingers twitched slightly, giving him goose bumps, which he promptly tried to ignore. Her head was nestled between his neck and shoulder, her soft hair tickling his chin. The moment was perfect, so of course, he had to ruin it by sneezing violently, jolting her awake. She jumped away from him, slightly disorientated, but burst out laughing when she saw his bright red face. He shook his head in an attempt to bring himself back to his senses then realised she was laughing at him from the other side of the bed. He adopted a look of mock annoyance and turned away from her, folding his arms. She crawled across the bed to him, still giggling and wrapped her arms around his shoulders from behind.

"I'm sorry," She said, struggling to speak between laughter. "I'm sorry… It wasn't funny at all," She attempted a serious face, the corners of her mouth still twitching slightly. He raised an eyebrow skeptically, but knew when he was beaten.

"Okay, you're forgiven," He snorted, then tackled her to the bed, tickling her. She shrieked with laughter, her feeble attempts to fight him off cracking him up. Eventually, they flopped back on the pillows, breathless and grinning. When they caught their breath, they propped themselves up on their elbows facing each other, both still beaming from ear to ear.

"Thank you," Justine said as she stretched her arms above her head.

"For what?" Toby asked, confused.

"For last night. There's not many people would have been so understanding about a dream like that. And even fewer who would have picked me up and brought me to bed with them." She grinned and placed a hand on his arm sincerely.

"Well that's quite alright, my dear JJ," He yawned and placed his hands behind his head smugly, trying to ignore the heat he had felt between them just then.

"Seriously though, you're a great friend," She said, hugging him again. Toby felt as though the room had gone icy cold.

"Yeah… friend…" He breathed, his jaw clenched.