Early that week, Rhys’ plan for the weekend had been simple. He was supposed to go to Beacon Hill, Everfall’s nearby town, and start his investigation on Richard Pratt. But after spending his Friday night with Jessie, he woke up in her bed on Saturday morning instead.
It was too late for him now. He just had to get through this weekend.
As he lay on his bed, thinking about what would happen now, his eyes slowly opened when he felt the bed dip.
“Good morning, handsome.” Jessie kneeled next to him, holding a cup of coffee.
Rhys yawned and slid into a semi-upright position and carefully took the cup from Jessie.
Jessie moved some strands of hair out of Rhys’ face before leaning forward to kiss his forehead. She grinned.
“You’re looking too excited so early in the morning,” Rhys noted
