A night of wedding-like activities had caused both of them to eventually drift off into heavy sleep. In the morning, the children were still not back, and Amity wanted to do something special for her new husband. Breakfast on the balcony it was! With the little table in between the chairs that looked out into the city, it was small, but it was kind of cute, too.
“….there’s food on the table outside, wake uppp..” She nudged him gently.
She got herself comfortable, which was easy to do as she was quite tiny, and was able to drift off against him in no...
amity—brill: Courfeyrac held Amity to his chest, stroking her hair as he closed his eyes.