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The sun shines through a crack in the curtains as Lorraine wakes. There’s a warm arm around her waist, she’s enveloped in his comfort.
“Go back to sleep...” Ed grumbles, pulling her hips closer.
“How’d you know I was awake?” she responds, slowly rolling over to face him. Ed forces one eye open.
“I know you , hon” he responds, kissing her forehead lazily. Lorraine smiles and plays with his hair for a few moments.
“’m serious, hon... go back to sleep” he grumbles. Lorraine can do that.
She pulls the blanket tighter, curling up against Ed’s chest. His arm over her waist is comforting her more than anything else could.
Ed’s snores fill the room a moment later, and Lorraine feels a smile twitching on her face as she relaxes in his arms, kissing the tip of his nose, before letting herself drift off back to sleep.
When she next wakes, Ed is awake. He’s laid on his side, watching her sleep. If it was anybody else, it would be creepy. But this is Ed. He loves to watch her in everything that she does. It doesn’t matter if she’s doing her hair, making a pot of tea, eating toast, or sleeping, Ed finds himself enamoured by her every action.
He loves everything that she does.
“Morning...” he murmurs, resting his head on his hand. His elbow rests on the pillow, propping his head up.
“Good morning” she responds. Ed smiles, lightly brushing his fingers across her cheek. He brushes his thumb over her bottom lip for a moment, though Lorraine takes his hand and presses soft kisses – first against the palm, and then over each knuckle. Each kiss is laced with love, one thousand words of their story is written into each kiss.
Love fills the room as their eyes meet.
“I love you” Ed whispers. Lorraine smiles, kissing him gently.
“I love you too” she responds, cupping his cheek. Ed takes her hand in his own, kissing the palm of her hand.
“How about... you stay right here, and I’ll go make you some toast” Ed suggests. Lorraine smiles and raises her eyebrow slightly.
“What do you want...?” she responds, only teasing in her words.
“Only to love and spoil my gorgeous wife” he responds, kissing her again. Lorraine smiles and melts under his touch, though before she can indulge herself, Ed has clambered out of the bed. She watches as he searches for some pyjama bottoms, forgoing the shirt. Lorraine doesn’t complain about that though, the muscles in his back ripple as he walks away.
Lorraine lays back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as a smile covers her face.
“Whatever did I do to deserve somebody so perfect...” she trails off, folding her arms behind her head. She lets Ed’s scent overwhelm her until his return.
The door opens fifteen minutes after he’d closed it. Ed balances a tray in his hands as Lorraine sits up.
“Hon...” she trails off. Ed smiles and lays the tray on the bed.
“Eggs, just how you like ‘em” he says. Lorraine smiles. He really has gone all-out for her. Eggs, toast and jam, tea, even grapes.
“And while you have that, I’m going to have my medication” he states, wandering over to the cabinet where he keeps it.
“Good” she responds, smiling. Ed chuckles and puts the tablet into his mouth, highly regretting it. The taste is foul, better than dying though, Lorraine helpfully reminds him.
“Thanks for that” he chuckles. Lorraine smiles and shrugs, taking a bite of the toast.
“It’s the truth. I don’t want to lose my perfect husband” she shrugs. Ed smiles and kisses her forehead.
“Good” he responds. He lays on the edge of the bed, crossing his legs at the ankles.
“Have we any plans for today?” Lorraine asks. Ed shakes his head.
“Not as far as I’m aware. No cases have come through, no paperwork needs doing. House-jobs are done too” he responds.
“Good... a day of just... laying” she smiles. Ed chuckles and kisses her gently.
“If that’s what the lady wants, then the lady shall receive” he responds. Lorraine rolls her eyes and kisses him again.
And sure enough, their entire day is spent in the bedroom. After breakfast, the tray is placed onto the floor, and they curl up in bed again. Ed holds Lorraine against his chest as they fall back to sleep in each other’s arms until late in the afternoon when they wake. Instead of getting out of bed, Ed reads to Lorraine.
She isn’t sure what book it is, but she really doesn’t care. Ed’s voice is soft and caring, and yet, there’s a roughness to it as well. The roughness of Ed has always attracted her though.
Everything about him attracts her.