He went downstairs, thinking she was there. His heart skipped but he tried to calm himself. She would not leave without telling him first. But he could not help from running down the stairs.
"Ryn, love?" he called when he reached downstairs. He looked around and let out a loud sigh seeing her standing in the kitchen.
She straightened herself from looking into the pantry and looked at him with a cock of an eyebrow. Why did it sound as if he was breathless?
What did he do when he woke up? Did he run in the gym earlier?
"Good morning," he leaned down to kiss her lips gently. Then, he hugged her tightly.
"Morning..." she almost chuckled but her face was buried against his broad chest. He was being weird and funny early in the morning. What went through his dream last night?
