Some days, when Hetty went out to watch the sunrise, Granger watched from the window. It wasn't so much to see how pretty the sunrise was, but more to see how beautiful Hetty looked when the sun shined on her.
And this particular morning, she looked like an angel.
'I don't know if it's the robe, or the way the sunrise is shining off of you, but you look like you're glowing this morning! Is that too weird?' Granger asked.
Slightly blushing. 'No, I don't think so. I think, (smiling) it means that you're more in love with me then you know.' Hetty sweetly replied.
'Really? Well then…' He bent down to kiss her when she waved a finger close to his mouth.
'If we start kissing, I don't think we'll be able to stop, and we need to get to work in a couple of hours.' Hetty said. 'But I suppose 1 little kiss wouldn't hurt.'
That 1 little kiss led to her being carried back to bed.
Later
'Here's a great excuse I thought I'd never have to use: I was late because my wife's beauty distracted me!' Granger jokingly said.
Hetty laughed. 'No, no. Let's just say we overslept. I think we've traumatised the weak ones on the team enough with our romantic displays.'
'You sure? Because your eyes are twinkling as bright as the stars outside.'
'Of course not, you silly goose!' (laughs).'