MEL
I woke up with Delilah cuddled into my back. It surprised me because I hadn’t felt her at all, and she had kept a respectable distance the last time we shared a bed. When I tried to wiggle away from her to get out of bed, she stirred.
“Morning,” she mumbled into the pillow. “Sorry, I get cuddly.”
“It’s alright,” I said. I hadn’t noticed her, so it didn’t bother me.
She sat up, yawning and rubbing her eyes. At some point, she had changed her clothes. “I left some of my old clothes in the bathroom. They are too small, so they might fit you if you wanna take a shower,” she said, fighting the remaining sleep.
“Uh, sure,” I nodded. “Thanks.”
“I’ll go get us some coffee and see what’s for breakfast up at the inn,” she said. We both climbed out of bed, and I undid the sling still hol
