Rae rolled over and wrapped a lazy arm around Kat. It was Saturday, which meant it was a nice sleep in day for him. It also meant that Kat was up well before him. He looked up at her, his hair sticking out on ends, and yawned, "Morning."

He wasn't wearing a shirt or pants, leaving him in his usual sleeping attire of boxers. He looked at her lap, where her sketchbook was placed and plucked it away before placing it on the bedside table. He pulled her closer and kissed her neck, "Saturdays are wonderful things... I haven't got anything to you... You haven't got anything to do... What do you say to finally doing each other," He chuckled, "I'd love to see if you are as good in bed as you are talking about being in bed."