“Come on, get up.

You need to go see Rosalynn, remember?” Tilda urged, her tone gentle yet insistent.

Lyndon grunted in acknowledgment, tossing aside the covers with a brisk motion before swinging his legs out of bed.

Tilda hesitated briefly, then added, “Do you mind if I come along to visit Rosalynn?”

“Of course you can come,” Lyndon replied without hesitation as he fetched the clothes his mother had set out for Tilda.

He laid them neatly on the bed, then tenderly brushed her hair back from her forehead and planted a soft kiss there.

“As long as you promise not to get jealous,” he whispered teasingly.

Tilda bit her lip.

“Do you really think I’m that petty?”

Lyndon chuckled, his eyes crinkling with affection.

“Not at all.

My wife is the most generous woman I _ know, he assured her, his tone light and flattering as he helped her out of the covers and began helping her dress.

warmth of his fingers as they brushed against her

wasn’t their first such

to appreciate

bed, Tilda quickly slipped out on the

by

an eyebrow

you sure you don’t need

I’m fine on my

glint appeared in Lyndon’s

make me doubt my own

at him, her

no need for

quite certain your strength

a compliment I hear?” Lyndon’s grin

hearing your

deeper and hurried into the bathroom

then headed downstairs

Brea was having fun with

Brea greeted them with

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