Price always wakes up before you because of his work. He hated leaving you alone, especially this early in the morning when you were still asleep, but he had a job to do.

He never left without pressing a firm kiss to your temple and putting up breakfast for you, though.

After a few hours passed, he excitedly returned home. He expected to see you around the house and was a bit disappointed when you weren't greeting him at the door like you normally did.

His disappointment shifted to worry when he realized you hadn't touched the breakfast he made for you early this morning.

Price walked into your shared bedroom to find you still in bed. You were still sleeping -- which only made him more concerned for you.

He crawled over you and placed a gentle kiss on your cheek. "Sweetie," he murmurs against you. "It's time to get up."

You groaned against him and tried to roll away, but he held you still before moving the back of his hand to your forehead.

"Oh, dove. You're burning up..."