Chương 165: Feels like the ritual

Lowell 

I wake up to the sunlight creeping through a crack in the tent. Col is still snoring lightly. His arms are wrapped around my waist, and I just want to look at him. I want to dwell on last night for as long as I can. I lie like this for a few more minutes, watching the light sneak over his face and across his chest. The one thing I hate about when I'm like this with him is knowing that it can't be forever. I know what I want. Last night was an eye-opener. I don't want to take life as seriously as I have been taking it. I want to have more days like yesterday and more nights like last night. I want date nights to be frequent. 

I want to shut the world and all its problems away. 

I don't want to carry everything on my head. 

"Don't tell me it is time to get up,'' he moans as he nuzzles his face in my chest. 

I smile. 

He could sense me staring. 

"Do you want to get up?"