Tanya woke up to find herself nestled beneath the black silk blankets of Alex's bed. To her dismay, he was not beside her. She stretched across the wide bed and caressed the smooth fabric with the palm of her hand. The shimmering black material felt amazing, but it sickened her all the same. It reminded her of a raven's feathers. The bedroom door creaked open slowly.
"Good morning, little raven," Alex said. His pet name made her squeamish when it used to make her happy. She had not noticed right away, but he carried a tray in his hands. She rolled her eyes, although she did appreciate the sentiment.
"And what am I having today?" Tanya asked inquisitively as she tried, and failed, to see what lay on the tray.
She sat up, and Alex laid the tray across her lap. Her mouth watered at the p
