When I was dressed, I headed down to the kitchen to help Liz, but it seemed like she was already done. “Morning Liz,” I said, and she turned around and smiled when she saw me. She always looks so beautiful in the morning. Who am I kidding? She is beautiful all the time.
“Morning stranger, you slept late. You are always up before me. What time did you get home?” she asks. “Just before 12am, it was a long day. The lamb curry was delicious, by the way. Thank you,” I said and she smiled. “You are very welcome. Did you carry me to bed last night?” she asks.
“Yeah, and you didn’t even wake up. You must’ve been tired,” I said. “Thank you, Zander. Why didn’t you wake me? You didn’t have to carry me. I hope I didn’t hurt your back.” she says. “You looked so peaceful, I didn’t have the heart to w
