What mornings feel like when I actually like the person next to meβ You wake up and feel warmth β not just from the blanket, but from a hand on your waist. No βgood morning,β no rush. Just moving a little closer and feeling him pull you in tighter. You donβt have to say anything. You just know β you can stay soft, messy, quietβ¦ and he still wants you exactly like that. Honestly, mornings like that? Iβd replay them over and over. Would you? βοΈ