I woke up to the feeling of Chandler’s chest rising and falling against my back. For a moment, I just lay there, the events of the night last night playing like a movie inside my mind. I turned over slowly, trying not to wake him. He looked younger when he was asleep. I couldn't help it, I leaned in and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to the corner of his mouth. He hummed, a low vibration that I felt in my own chest, and his eyes fluttered open. A lazy, flirty smirk tugged at his lips. "Morning, darling," he rasped, his voice sounding lazy. "You’re up early." "I'm hungry," I whispered, trailing my fingers down his arm. "And you always make the best breakfast." "Is that right? Do you just want me for my cooking?" He pulled me in for one more deep, passionate kiss before swinging his legs out of bed. "Go wait in the kitchen. I'll be there in a second." I padded out to the kitchen, the cool tile floor waking up my senses. I hopped onto the counter, my legs dangling, watching a
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