Little things still made Jason’s day. Waking up to Alicia was something that might have seemed minimal, but he could never truly express how happy it made him. Seeing her face when his eyes opened, looking into her deep, green eyes, feeling her full lips press against his own – there was no better way to wake. On top of all that, she was still in his arms, her body flush against his. What more could a guy ever want? The silent moments were enjoyable, too. They were so deeply in love, that silence still spoke a thousand positive words to one another.<br/><br/>Jason’s lips were still tingling after the kiss. It felt like an electric wave had shot through his body. He always had to remind himself that, he was the only man in the entire world that would ever know how it feels to be kissed by the most perfect girl that ever existed. For a few minutes, the outside world did not even matter to Jason. It was almost like they were back in high school, having a sleepover. They usually stayed up late Friday night together, but always woke up relatively early on Saturday where they would spend hours in bed, cuddling and talking.<br/><br/>When the woman broke the silence, Jason realized the time for resting had ended. When she said those three words, a smile spread to his lips again. It was quite a goofy grin, too. There was no explaining just how giddy the young man felt whenever Alicia said those words to him. He could always see it in her actions, but words were important, too. Not many people still believed that love mattered anymore. If someone believed that, well, he or she has not met this couple before. Clearly, it mattered.<br/><br/>“Okay. You’re right. Hopefully, wherever we end up tonight, we have a chance to do this again.” Jason was referring to the chance to lay down with relatively little worry, to spend time in each other’s arms. “I love you too, Alicia. My world doesn’t spin without you.” It would have been criminal to leave that bed without stealing another kiss, so that was next on his list of objectives before leaving the bed. Once the married couple shared another kiss, Jason slid off the edge of the bed, pushing up to his feet.<br/><br/>They slept relatively clothed, which meant Jason only needed to find a shirt and a pair of shoes. After getting dressed, he crouched down beside his bag, removing a handgun and a hunting knife. One always needed to be prepared. The firearm was tucked in the back of his jeans. The knife was sheathed in the holster on his hip. The remainder of their belongings were slung along his shoulders, and Jason was ready to go. “I hear everyone moving already. Looks like everyone’s awake. Let’s see if they’re ready to go.”