The sun streaming through the window pulled me from sleep the next morning. I reached for her, coming suddenly awake as her side of the bed was empty.
“Over here, on the balcony,” she linked me.
My eyes found her instantly and I relaxed. She was standing on the balcony, the doors opened wide to let in the fresh morning breeze, studying me with an inscrutable look. I couldn’t help but grin at her. Her hair was blowing slightly in the breeze and she had on a short nightgown, the thin straps showing off my mark on her shoulder. “Good morning, love,” I linked her. Her lips twitched in amusement, but it was the only sign that she had heard me.
Just as I started to question if our link was really working, she glanced away from me, out towards the yard and linked, “There’s quite a lot of ac
