Her hand gently stroked your hair as your head rested on her chest. You looked up at her face, emotionless as always. But, you knew deep down she was enjoying this.

“How was your day?”

She asked, her tone soft.

“Good, how was yours?”

You reply, a small smile on your face. She looks down at your eyes, staring intensely

“Great as always, because of you of course..”

She smiled, her soft, plumped lips pressing against your forehead