Having him around first thing in the morning and just before she fell asleep still hadn't gotten old. Moving in with him had been the best decision she'd ever made. Just seeing his smile started her day off in the right way. Her eyes lit up as he entered the room and she accepted his kiss, returning it eagerly. With him, she didnt feel any hesitation about behead or blurry eyes or morning breath. He accepted her in all the ways she accepted him.
She took her mug from his hands, scooting over a bit so he could sit beside her. Her eyes widened like a child's when he mentioned her gifts. Somehow with Mitchell, she got more joy out of spoiling him than in being spoiled. Maybe because no one had really done that for him before. But that didn't mean she didn't like presents!
"Oh?" she asked, her voice taking on that sassy edge. "And just what sort of present could possibly be for us both?" Probably super cute lingerie or something even more on the naughty side and she couldn't say she minded that at all. Mostly because she still loved the way he looked at her, no matter what she was wearing. It could be nothing or it could be gym shorts and one of his old t-shirts. He still looked at her as if she were perfect.