Candice expected to feel awkward the morning after, but Stephen had been the ultimate gentleman. He had run Candice a warm bath the night before, stripped the bed and remade it while she bathed. She blushed just thinking about the blood stains she must have left on the sheets. He had insisted on cuddling her, holding her firmly against him as they slept. He had even surprised her by grabbing breakfast early in the morning and at the moment they both sat in the dining room inhaling copious amounts of coffee and croissants.
Dee approached cautiously, eyes filled with anxiety as she gave them a shaky smile.
"Do you mind if I talk to you for a minute?" she asked Candice quietly.
Candice patted the seat next to her as Stephen gave her a kiss on the forehead, quickly leaving to give the two
