Is it the look in your eyes, or is it this dancing juice? Who cares baby, I think I wanna marry you. by nadiaa featuring a matte lipstick
"Good
morning beautiful…" I heard Jared whisper as I felt him press a small kiss
against my temple.
I slowly opened
my eyes, "Good morning… Did I sleep in?" I asked him.
He nodded,
"Just a little bit." He grinned, "I took the time to order
breakfast." He said, holding a tray of various things.
I sat up looking
at all the food, "Breakfast in bed?" I asked.
He nodded,
leaning over to kiss me, "Surprised?"
