"More than one?" She asked, sleep leaking out of her as her hand moved from smoothing down his hair and down to those shoulders covered by the freckles she so loved. Touching his skin, feeling the hardness of muscle and the warmth of him had her scooting over, rolling until she was laying on her side beside him, her hand trailing down the smooth, firm line of his back. His body really was perfect, so perfect that she almost got distracted by what she figured he meant and ignored that he apparently had something important he wanted to give her. Almost.
"What else could you have to give me besides Beaker and Bunsen puppets?" She murmured as she leaned in to mouth over his shoulder to his neck, nuzzling him there and breathing in the warmth of him. "And pizza, and laser tag, and a few orgasms..." She bit gently at the lobe of his ear, feeling relaxed and warm and ready to lick him as he deserved to be licked when he laid around in bed without a stitch on and waited for her to wake up. "I think you're out to spoil me today, sir."
She really had no idea what he intended to give her, as nothing he'd given her today had been anything she'd expected. They'd all been things she loved, of course, from the moment she'd strapped on her vest for laser tag to when they'd gone home and he'd crawled between her thighs, the house blissfully quiet around them. She'd loved all of it, but she hadn't expected it, which made her a little curious as to what he had in store.