Cheryl awoke to someone jerking the covers off her. Instantly the shivered and grumbled unhappily as her nipples hardened from the sudden exposure to the cold air. Catching sight of Ken in his boxers, she was pulled from her half-sleepy state into reality. "Ken? Are you home for lunch? You should have called, baby, I didn't make anything." She mumbled sleepily and pulled the covers back up to her waist.