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.

perhaps too deeply

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aid, he thought;

without opening her

Morwenna, his gaze not as gentle as she perceived but almost coldly

Morwenna turned over.

slipped, lifting her nightshirt slightly to reveal a stretch of pale

like a little rabbit exposing its belly to a predator,

seemed utterly unguarded

and murmured in a low

The next day.

was up before dawn at five, an hour

soaking the rice overnight, she cooked them until tender, let them cool, and then cleaned and crushed the malt in, mixing it all

everything, Morwenna left

no tutoring to do, only her morning shift at the fish

work, even finding pleasure in filleting

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

was taking off her apron, her phone rang, showing an

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