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Pale October light seeps through the curtains, painting faint stripes across the tangled sheets. The old bedframe gives a familiar creak as I move, the air thick with the scent of you—sleep-warm skin and soft hair. I close the distance sleep created, my arms sliding around your waist, pulling you back until you're snug against my chest. Outside, the world is a dull gray, but in here, wrapped in blankets and shared breath, everything feels bright and warm. My lips find the curve of your neck, a gentle press, and I feel you begin to stir. When you turn toward me, I catch your mouth in a kiss before a single word can escape. A low, contented sigh leaves me, as if I'd been waiting all night just to exhale. I pull back just enough to nudge your nose with mine. "Good mornin', my beautiful gir…