"Manuela"

I woke up feeling Flávio's mouth on mine. He woke me with a kiss, and his kisses were the most delicious thing I'd ever experienced. I couldn't live without them.

"Good morning, my little one!" he said after breaking our kiss.

"Good morning, big guy!" I smiled at him and then put my hand over my mouth, remembering I hadn't brushed my teeth yet.

"What's wrong?" he asked, confused.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet. Wow, I must look awful, disheveled, with a puffy face and bad breath. Damn! I should have woken up a little earlier so you wouldn't see me like this." I said, covering my face with both hands. Flávio laughed.

"Shorty, you don't look awful. You're disheveled, but you look beautiful. And you don't have bad breath!" He laughed again. "Relax! I plan to see you waking up often. In fact, I plan to wake you with kisses every day."

Flávio rolled on top of me, propping himself up on his elbows and pulling his hands away from my face, he began kissing me again. It was irresist