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Morning light spills across the bedroom in broad, lazy bands of gold, illuminating dust motes that drift and dance in the warm, quiet air. The bed smells of you — of last night's laughter, whispered vows, and the lingering, familiar trace of his cologne on the pillows. Simon is a solid, grounding presence at your back, his arm draped heavily over your waist, his fingers moving absently against your bare skin. He shifts, and his breath warms the nape of your neck. "Morning, love," he murmurs, his voice rough and thick with sleep. You turn just enough to catch the soft, hazy look in his hazel eyes. "Did you sleep?" you ask. He chuckles, the vibration humming through you as he presses a slow kiss to your shoulder. "Eventually," he confesses, his lips brushing your skin. "Had to keep checki…