Mason looked up from his mobile to see Ines standing at the kitchen door. She was wearing her silk pajamas, a shy expression on her face.
“Good morning,” he said, slipping his mobile into his back pocket. “I see you found your glasses.”
She touched the frame of her eyeglasses. “Yeah,” she said, smiling sheepishly. She hesitated for a moment before walking across the kitchen and letting him pull her into his arms. “Good morning.”
He dropped a kiss on her mouth. “Did you sleep well?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Was I snoring too loudly?”
“I don’t know.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Was there some other reason you didn’t want to sleep in my bed?”
“Oh. That. It was a little too cold.”
“Cold?”
She shrugged. “I’m used to warmer room temperatures. Sorry. My dad’s the same way.”
“Why didn’t you tell me, love?
