It’s the middle of June and it feels like 100° outside. You and Ted took a road trip to Maine for a week and it’s the best decision you made in a while. He wakes you up with kisses, nuzzling gently at your shoulder. The sun shines through the thin fabric of the tent, illuminating the narrow space that is just big enough for both of you to fit in.

You roll over and he gives you a good morning kiss. He hasn’t shaved in a couple of days so his scruff and mustache tickles your skin.

“The sun is about to rise, sweetheart,” he whispers, his lips leaving gentle kisses to your shoulder and neck.