Ulrich
Ulrich was grinning to himself while he was making lunch for them. His day had started off perfectly, waking with his mate sprawled on his chest. Her copper curls on his tanned skin looked like they were made for each other.
When Miranda and Rupert had left the previous night, he had hung a knitted hat at the front door and Tessa had excitedly put them inside to show them their new place to sleep. The juvenile Monk and Chip had snuggled in without a problem and he had breathed a sigh of relief.
It meant he and his Tess would have some time to themselves. They had used the time well, even if it wasn’t mating season yet. He had found a new obsession and he was drowning himself in her scent. He loved everything about her and they had slept in that morning. If he didn’t heal so fast,
