Ava's POV
I woke up to Leon's soft lips pressing against my forehead.
"Good morning, beautiful."
I smiled before I even opened my eyes. "You're going to make me late for absolutely nothing."
He chuckled, brushing a small piece of hair away from my face.
"Exactly," I muttered, finally turning to face him.
His smile was relaxing. He leaned in to kiss me again.
"Your morning breath is horrible, by the way."
"You're exaggerating," he said, squinting at me.
"I'm really not."
"You were kissing me two seconds ago."
"I was being polite."
He stared at me like I had personally offended him.
"That might be the most disrespectful thing you've ever said to me."
"Oh please." I rolled my eyes. "You'll survive."
"Barely."
"Well can you guess what isn't horrible?" He looked at me with an accomplished smile.
"Oh my God." I pushed him back, trying to hold back my laughter.
"Don't you have a very important billionaire meeting to get to?"
