Renzo woke up at 4:00 am, which was business as usual for him. He didn’t require much sleep. Three to four hours a night was all he needed, and it had been that way for him since undergrad. He normally woke up, went for either a run or a swim, took a shower and then checked emails and other correspondence while Madalena made him breakfast. He was usually in his office by 6:30 a.m., two hours before the department was scheduled to open. Renzo’s sleep habits were one of the reasons he could get so much work done so fast; he worked 16-18 hour days five to six days a week and had done so since graduate school.
To Renzo’s amusement, Jupiter lay curled up against him, snoring softly. He kissed her forehead and gazed at her face. Her lips were parted and they vibrated as her warm breath moved over them. She was so adorable like this and he felt privileged to be able to watch her sleep. To know how she felt, how she sounded, how she tasted. To be, in fact, her lover. Oliver and Hideji would kill to know what he knew.
He chided himself for that last bit; he wasn’t a petty man by nature.