It felt very comfortable seeing Andrew in the morning, hair in disarray and rumpled pajamas.  Hannah heard him ordering breakfast as she was brushing her teeth and quickly scribbled a note of what she wanted, avocado toast, bowl of fruit, and a large pot of coffee.  After finishing up, she ran a brush through her hair and joined Andrew on the couch.  Hugging him, she leaned in for kisses. "Thank you for last night."  Knowing this was his last day, Hannah savored each lingering kiss until they heard breakfast at the door.  "Breakfast, Sir."  Eyes shining, she rose smiling.  As the staff member arranged dishes artfully on the dining table, Hannah walked around and drew the drapes, streaming the suite with morning sunshine.  "The weather is holding out for your last day, Andrew."