Bliss. Pure tropical bliss.

The only thoughts that had been going through Annie's head over the last two days had been how perfect their vacation had been so far. Between the blue water and the blue sky and the white sand beaches, Annie couldn't remember the last time she'd felt so warm.

Add in the company she was with and Annie was in heaven. The first massage she'd had in years followed by a seaweed wrap and a salt bath and her skin had never been softer. She'd asked Auggie to test the skill of the spa staff that evening when he'd touched her from head to toe.

Waking up to the sound of waves on the beach and the smell of the ocean was the most incredible thing she could imagine and though she frowned when she realized she was in bed alone, she followed her nose to the coffee pot in the kitchenette and then went looking for Auggie. Dressed in nothing but one of his shirts, she yawned as she approached, then leaned over to press a kiss into his hair before sliding onto his lap.

"Morning."

A smile slipped over Auggie's face before Annie even reached him. He could smell her before she got to him. He held an arm out as she kissed his head, wrapping it around her. He couldn't imagine a better vacation so far, or a better way to start his morning. He was very glad they'd decided to spend some time here. It was something they both needed.

His hand played across her hip bone against the fabric of his shirt. He liked that she was wearing his shirt and could almost imagine the way she looked in it. He rested his chin on her shoulder and took a deep breath.

"And a good one at that."

There was something to be said for the way he used his hands - at work or on her - and now was no different. She leaned into his touch, holding her coffee cup in her lap.

Tilting her head so she could press a kiss to his temple and nodded. "Very good. I woke up and you'd gone, or it could have been even better."

Outright flirting before she'd had a complete cup of coffee wasn't unusual, but the innuendo was something she was still getting used to with him... especially while sitting in his lap.

Well he was very tactile in everything he did. He splayed his fingers over her hip then slide it up her ribs, pulling her close.

"Now see, you're making me regret coffee and the early morning vibe I had going. It sounds like your idea of a morning could have been much better."

He was still getting used to it as well, but it was a good thing to get used to. It was nice in a way, being caught by surprise like that. They were still new and it thrilled him in a way that little else did.

"If you keep that up, you won't have to worry about regrets or the things you missed because you're gonna find yourself led right back to bed, Mr. Anderson," she practically purred before humming into her coffee cup. "And there's something to be said about coffee on vacation. It just tastes better if you're not racing to work."

She hadn't moved from his lap; it was just a very comfortable place to be, at least for her. And since he hadn't made a move for her to move, she planned on staying where she was until he mentioned it or stopped doing that thing with his hand on her hip.