As hard as you tried to ignore it you still heard four pairs of feet shuffling across your Las Vegas penthouse suite. They were after your handsome lover who was fighting to stay in bed a little bit longer. He was already late for what ever adventures awaited the famous group.

You slowly opened your eyes and your vision was graced with the back of your husband. In that moment you could care less that there were others in the room. You pressed kisses to his back, making him chuckle at the sudden tickling sensation.

"Get a room you two." Dean said while turning his back.

"Last time I checked this was our room." Peter snarked in his sexy morning voice.

"Good morning sweetheart." He rolled over, pushing himself to hover over you and pulled you into a sweet kiss.

"Good morning darling, sleep well?" He nodded, "I always sleep good with you beside me."

He kissed your cheek, looking over at Frank, Sammy, and Joey who were still intently watching. Dean still had his back turned.

"Are you coming lover boy?" Frank spoke up. Peter looked into your eyes that were encouraging him to go.

"Go ahead Peter, I'll have you later." You winked and he groaned, "be ready for me love."

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The day had moved on and you didn't get out of bed. Vegas was fun and all, but when it felt like you lived there, you begin to see it differently.

Peter and the crew were still out and about and you enjoyed a day to yourself in bed. You had laid on Peter's side that still smelled like him. Musk and cigarettes. His glass of water still sat on his nightstand.

The smell of him soothed you in an already relaxed state. You pulled the covers up and took a little nap at 2 in the afternoon.

You woke up to the smell of coffee and the taste briefly on your lips. Warm kisses peppering themselves all around your face. You opened your eyes to see him showering you with his love.

"How'd I know you'd still be in bed when I got back?"

"You know me so well."

Your arms wrapped themselves around his neck and pulled him down to you. His hands held your waist and pushed you down into the fluffy mattress.

"I thought about you the whole time. Frank and Dean got fed up with me nonstop talking about you." He muttered between placing kisses to your neck.

"You'd think we were newlyweds," you held onto the back of his neck and run your fingers through his short hairs.

"I'm so in love with you."

"I'm in love with you too."

He peeled the blankets off to reveal your naked body and spent the rest of the day loving and cherishing you.