Early in the morning, when Luke woke up, he found Monica standing by the window, bathed in the gentle glow of the rising sun.
The sight brought an immediate smile to his face.
His day was already off to a good start.
Slowly pushing himself up from the bed, he asked,
"Did you sleep well?"
Monica clearly hadn't expected him to wake up this early.
The sudden sound of his voice startled her.
Turning around, she offered him a faint smile.
"Yes. But are you sure you don't want to sleep a little longer?"
Luke had stayed up late last night. She had gone to bed when he told her to, while he remained awake, busy with whatever he had been doing afterward.
Luke stepped closer and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her gently against him from behind.
"Nah, I'm fine."
Resting his chin lightly on her shoulder, he continued,
