Monthly Bonus Content #3—'Hand drawn Heart...' (Felix Version) (Patreon)

“Hey…” The whispered word floats into my sleepy state, but I ignore it and roll over in bed, dragging the cover up further around my ears.

“Hey…” The voice penetrates my slumber again, and this time I crack open an eye.

“What the…!” I flinch backwards and only just catch myself from falling out of bed.

Felix smiles at me, his face an inch from mine. “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” I croak, finding my voice as my heart slows to a normal rate again. “What are you doing up already?” My hand smooths over Felix’s side of the bed, the sheet cold and the duvet tidy.

“I was up ages ago,” he replies with a wave of his hand. “You know what today is, don’t you?”

I let my head fall back onto the pillow. “’Give your partner a heart-attack as soon as they wake up’ day?”

“No, I think that’s next week.” He grins. “It’s Valentine’s!”

I blink myself further awake, his enthusiasm rolling like waves of sunshine from him. “Already? Wasn’t it just New Year?”

“Don’t be grumpy. You know I do this every year,” he replies with a pout.

I chuckle, grabbing his collar to tug him closer and kiss him. He tastes like the warmest summer day.

“I know. And I love it,” I reply, the kiss having helped jolt some energy into my body. “So, what have we got planned for today?”

He flops onto the bed beside me, stretching his legs out beside me, a list grasped in one hand. A selection of brightly-coloured, hand-drawn love hearts surround the words.

I nestle up closer to him to look over it. “You think we’re going to fit this all into one day?”

“Mostly,” he says, examining the list with a tilt of his head. “We can skip any you don’t want to do.”

I wrap an arm about him. “As long as I’m with you, I don’t mind what we do.”

He beams down at me. “Already in the romantic mood?”

“What can I say? You inspire me.”

“Okay, so we’ll start with a romantic breakfast.” He points to the top of the list. “Provided by Nat, ‘cause there’s no way I’m cooking anything that tastes like what you want to eat.”

I shake my head with a smile. “All right. Then what?”

“A pleasant stroll around the cove,” he replies, his finger sliding down the page to the next item on the list.

“And what if there was something I wanted to add to that list?” I ask, tugging the paper from his hand and leaning across his lap to place it on the side table.

“I mean, I worked hard planning it all, but sure…I guess I can take suggestions,” he jokes, his eyes glittering and drawing me deeper into them.

I run my hand up his thigh. “I was thinking of a lazy morning in bed before we got to the breakfast part.”

His gaze drops to my touch, his tongue wetting his lips before he rolls them together. “And when you say lazy—”

“I actually mean kind of active.” I work my fingers further up his leg before slipping my hand beneath his shirt.

“Screw the list! This idea totally works for me!”

I let out a laugh as he nuzzles his face into my neck, tickling my skin with light kisses, his hands roaming freely over me.

And I know I will never be more in love.