I am awoken by the face of an angel breathing gently close to my face. As I open my eyes, Ethan kisses me softly on the lips. My first thought is: I must be dreaming how wonderful followed by, I hope I don't have dog breath.

"Morning," I say keeping my mouth as closed as I can.

"Morning, did you sleep okay?"

"Yes, you?"

"I'm afraid I did; sorry. I was at least going to make it hard for you to keep your hands off me but realise I must have passed out while you were brushing your teeth."