She smiled and added a deep love and care to her voice, "I love you." I smiled back and laughed. "I love you, too." "What's so funny?" "I'm not laughing because of anything funny." "What then?" "It's just been a while, is all." I ran my hand across her cheek and down her neck, pulling the sheet down to her waist and pressing her bare chest up against mine. Then, I kissed her quickly, trying to catch her before she clenched her lips together in an effort to keep her morning breath in. She shooed me away. "I haven't brushed my teeth yet." "I don't care. Love isn't just blind, it doesn't have a sense of smell or taste, either. Doubly so before it's gotten out of bed." She giggled and covered her face over with the sheet. "Don't look at me. I'm not cute in the mornings." "Says who?" "Says me. I'm not showered, I'm ex