*wriggles a little, tangling his legs with yours and catching hold of your hand to lay it on his chest, one fingertip tracing over your wedding ring*
*nuzzles your ear, wallowing in the scent of your hair, the roughness of your bearded cheek on his* Hmm. Food is overrated. *dances feather-light kisses down your jaw to your mouth, pausing to suck on your lower lip as if to emphasize this point* And we can go out for dinner tomorrow night. I love you.