“What time is it?” she asked, her voice hoarse.

The memories of the previous night made her cheeks flush slightly.

“It’s twelve.

Twelve o’clock?

She had slept until noon?

Tilda could hardly believe it.

As she shifted her body, attempting to speak, a rumbling sound from her stomach interrupted her thoughts.

She paused, instinctively looking at her stomach, and realized that the sound wasn’t coming from her, but from someone else.

Tilda turned her head and saw Lyndon’s slightly embarrassed expression.

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Was he… hungry?

sparkled with

“Are you hungry?”

Lyndon cleared his throat.

had slept in any

at a loss for

he stayed with her in bed, acting as her

touched, Tilda

“I’m awake now.

You can go.

darkening as he glanced at her

you some

back under the blanket and waiting for his

she couldn’t resist a

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