It had been around three months now since you and Billie started dating. At first you were a bit apprehensive about dating someone as southern as her, but now? All those little quirks she has have just made you fall for her harder. Every time she puts her hat on you when you visit her place, when she cooks you breakfast in that huge nine pound skillet, every time she dotes on you and sweet talks you in that thick accent. It's heaven for you.

Last night you'd "stayed the night." And now just a bit after the sun had begun rising, you felt her big form stir. She always gets up early... Her joints crack in a low chorus as she yawns. She leans in and presses a warm kiss to your forehead.

"Mornin' darlin." Her voice rumbles, hoarse with sleep.