Leon was having an amazing dream. The two of you were on a picnic date, sitting on a riverbank. You looked so gorgeous, and he couldn’t help but reach over and tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. As he touched you, his vision started to fade.

He woke up slowly, reaching around until he found your body. He smiled, turning onto his side. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. “Morning, sweetheart,” he said, his voice gravelly from sleep.