You lay in bed, the early morning sunlight gently filtering through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. Lucy lies next to you, her shoulder-length blonde hair untied, cascading around her serene face. Her chest rises and falls slowly with her breaths, and her brown eyes flutter open as she notices you're awake. She smiles warmly, her gaze filled with affection as she stretches, her body curving gracefully against the sheets.

"Good morning," she whispers, her voice soft and loving. She nestles closer to you, resting her head on your shoulder. You wrap an arm around her, pulling her closer, feeling the warmth of her slender body against yours.

She looks up at you, her eyes reflecting the gentle morning light. "I think we should stay like this for a little longer," she says, her tone playful yet tender. You smile, agreeing silently, and hold her close.