Richard looked up in time to see Lauren staring at him. It was obvious from the baggy shirt she was wearing that she had no bra on underneath. She looked a little razzled still but a soft smile crept across his face as she ignored him and moved to make herself some coffee.<br/><br/>There was no other sound or appearance of anyone else being awake. Richard folding the paper over and stood up, moving behind her. He could only guess what was going on in her mind.<br/><br/>He placed an arm to either side of her, leaning against the counter, trapping her there. He leaned in and kissed the side of her neck. "I trust..." Kiss. "...you had..." Kiss. "...a good night?"" He murmurs softly to her in an all-knowing-manner.