I woke up before Jake did and while it wasn’t any achievement, I found myself grinning about it. He seemed so peaceful when he was asleep, and he looked half his age.

He didn’t have the kind of stress that he usually did on his shoulders when awake. I couldn’t stop myself from reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from his face. He mumbled something incoherent under his breath before gently running his hands up my bare thighs.

It was cuter that he didn’t even ...