Colin woke to the soft weight of her head resting against his chest, her steady breath warming his skin. The early morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a hazy glow across the room. He smiled sleepily, his arm tightening around her as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

“Mmm… you’re warm,” she murmured, her voice muffled against his shirt.

“That’s because you’re hogging all the blankets,” Colin teased, his hand brushing through her hair.

She laughed softly, her hand sliding across his chest. “Maybe I’m just trying to keep you close.”

Colin smiled, shifting so he could look down at her. Her eyes were still heavy with sleep, her cheek slightly flushed from the warmth of the blankets. He tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her temple. “You don’t need to try. I’m not going anywhere.”

She sighed, her fingers curling into his shirt. “Good. Because I don’t plan on getting up anytime soon.”

Colin chuckled, his thumb stroking the curve of her shoulder. “Then we’ll stay like this. Just you and me.”

Her smile widened as she nestled closer. “Just you and me.”

Colin closed his eyes, listening to the quiet rhythm of her breathing, the soft rustle of the sheets. For him, this was enough — quiet mornings, tangled limbs, and the simple comfort of knowing she was his.