When Morwenna wasn't in the mood for closeness, she kept her distance.

Previously, her life with Stuart had clear boundaries.

Now, Morwenna had started putting her clothes next to Stuart's in the closet.

After their nightly routines, her towel and toothbrush found their new home next to Stuart's on the bathroom counter.

She felt a tiny thrill in slowly blending into Stuart's life.

Morwenna had planned to wait up for Stuart that night.

But being someone who thrived on routine, without any pressing tasks, she tended to turn in early.

By nine, she was curled up under the covers, fast asleep.

When Stuart finally finished his work and walked into the bedroom, he found Morwenna all snuggled up and sleeping soundly.

The room was filled with a comforting, sleepy aura.

His irritation from the day dissolved quickly.

feeling perhaps too

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he thought; he shouldn't rely on her too

murmured without opening her eyes,

at Morwenna, his gaze not as gentle as she perceived but

Morwenna turned over.

lifting her nightshirt slightly to

belly to a predator, vulnerable

seemed utterly unguarded around

murmured in

The next day.

dawn at five, an hour

them cool, and then cleaned and crushed the malt in, mixing it all up.

Morwenna left

there was no tutoring to do, only her morning shift

enjoyed her work, even finding pleasure in filleting

a busy morning and fish deliveries, she wondered whether Stuart was at home or at the office. She wasn't sure if

taking off her apron, her phone

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