Once she deemed the toast cool enough, she buttered it just in time for him to slide the eggs onto them. They dished up some bacon and she followed him to the dining area.
They were mostly quiet while they ate, both ravenous after the long day they'd had and having had nothing but a few pieces of fruit for breakfast.
After dinner, she took their plates and the other dishes to dishwasher and loaded it, as had become their routine.
“Up for a movie?” he asked when she returned, already settled on the couch flicking through titles.
“Sure.” She curled up under his arm and he instinctively pulled her into his side. His movements were so easy here, it warmed her heart and her body all the way down to her toes.
One of the titles reminded her of something he had said to Anders earlier, about t
