Anderson woke up to the smell of something sweet: berries and cinnamon sugar, underscored by good coffee. Some music filtered into his consciousness next, and he was not at all surprised to find the bed empty when he rolled over. Given all the sunshine in the room, it must be early afternoon. He was surprised only that he hadn't slept longer.
Rolling out of bed, he climbed into the shower and quickly scrubbed down, glad to really and truly be rid of every last scrap of Martinez. When he was done showering, he wandered back out to the bedroom and pulled on a pair of boxers just in case there were other people about.
He was completely unsurprised to see a small jewelry box waiting for him. Opening it, he smiled at the showy shifter ring inside: white gold with opal roses, the shifter stone
