Mike groaned as he heard the annoying tune of your alarm, it was the same everyday..

He'd get home from work, and get in bed and you'd have to leave for work and drop Abby off at school.

Mike tightened his arms around your waist and buried his face in your stomach, eyebrows furrowing together blocking out the alarm- and to keep you from leaving.. "Mike- I have to leave.." You utter out in a tired tone.

"Just.. A little longer.. Please?" Mike said, barley a whisperer and a slight beg.