Ed hadn't planned on this kind of wake up, but he certainly wasn't objecting to it. Oh, no, definitely not. He was quickly forgetting about the cupcake and the icing and anything that wasn't his lips on hers or her body pressed against him. They'd not been doing this kind of thing for long, but Ed had quickly grown addicted to having an Ashleigh in his bed, and it was easy for him to her lost in her like this.
He heard her broken words, though, and he grinned, ghosting his lips over her jaw and nodding his head approvingly.
A moment later, there was icing on his bottom lip and he smirked in anticipation of just how she intended to remove it.