Calum Pov
As Morgan walked past me with our dirty plates, I took the opportunity to pat her on the bottom. She let out a small squeal, blushing at my affections. Her gaze was directed towards the ground as she continued her path to the sink.
Ever since we mated, I couldn't keep my hands off her. She assured me that she didn’t mind, but she was still incredibly shy about it. As much as I wanted her to embrace our intimacy and be more comfortable around, a huge part of me never wanted her blush to go away. It was the cutest thing I've ever seen.
Morgan and I had just spent the past half hour having a private lunch together in the small kitchen of our room. It was my favorite place to eat with Morgan because here it was just her and me.
I stood up from my seat to help her wash the dishes.
