"Morning," she mumbled, giving him a sleepy grin that had his heart twisting painfully in his chest.

"Morning." He leaned down to give her a kiss.

Elena scrunched her face adorably. "I bet my morning breath is lovely."

"I don't give a shit," Chandler told her. With his thumb, he traced along her bottom lip. "These are worth it."

In the bright morning light, it was a delightful discovery that Elena was unashamed of her nudity because she didn't even attempt to cover her equally delightful ...