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Ashleigh woke up on Wednesday morning to Walker’s concerned face gazing intently at her from the doorway to the bathroom. As soon as he saw her eyes flutter open, he started walking toward her. She stopped him with her hands held out.
“Don’t! Morning breath,” she explained as she lazily slid out of bed, ignoring his chuckle.
He had something to tell her, that much she could tell from the look he had been giving her as she’d woken up. She’d never woken up to him staring at her before, so she knew something was happening, especially considering his tense posture and the way his eyes had seemed almost sorry.
She brushed her teeth, rinsed her face and then headed back to him. He was sitting on their bed, staring out at the greenery outside. The beds she’d ordered for the guest rooms had
