"Five more minutes." [from Lora. ^^]
Alan called up to their bedroom, announcing the completion of coffee and breakfast. He heard some sort of mumbled response that he couldn’t quite decipher. He carefully placed both plates of pancakes on the kitchen table before bounding up the stairs and into their bedroom. His foot caught in one of Lora’s discarded skirts that littered their floor. Alan cursed under he breath as he tried to shake the article of clothing from his foot. At the last moment he was able to kick it away and find his footing.
“I’m sorry, what was that, my love?” he asked as he crawled onto the bed, purposefully jostling her out of the nest she’d created for herself. “I didn’t quite hear what you said? Was it something about finding me irresistible in the morning? That was it, wasn’t it?”
He ducked to try and find her face buried in her pillow. He tapped his lips, “these lips aren’t going to kiss themselves,” he said with a broad smile and a wink.