Sunlight crept through the seams of the tent as the sun rose above the horizon, gracing the cold Earth with its warmth once more. You and Arthur lay together in his tent, sheltered from the morning crisp.

"Mornin‘ there, darlin‘." the man murmured in your ear as you stirred, holding you close while he peppered kisses down the back of your neck. "Before you ask, I got home real late last night. Didn't want to wake my sleepin‘ beauty." he added, answering the question before you thought of it.