Carmen rolled over the following morning and groaned. She stretched and enjoyed the soreness of her muscles. A slight ache all over reminded her of her long night with Liam and she smiled. She reached out next to her, but the bed was empty.
Liam rarely got up before her. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. As she did, Liam came through the door with a cup of coffee.
“Good morning.” He handed her the cup. “I was going to make you breakfast, but I overslept. I have to get to my mom’s. Moira called to let me know they’re headed to mass soon.”
Carmen took a sip of coffee and tried to understand. “What does mass have to do with you?”
“Moira’s getting my mom out of the house so I can start cooking. My mom is still under the delusion that she’s well enough to cook Christmas dinner.” He kissed Car
