A month.

That’s how long you’ve been married to the monster who became your protector. You’re still getting used to it, especially his inability to keep his hands off of you, but it’s been amazing so far.

You and Jeremy had gone looking for houses before the wedding, but after he learned all of your preferences, he’d gotten a house renovated for you and had all of your belongings moved in during the honeymoon. He wanted to surprise you, so you could both start this new chapter in your lives with ease.

As you descend the stairs, clad in his shirt from yet another night of him ravaging you, you feel a sense of peace settle into your bones, especially as you scent cinnamon roll pancakes, bacon, eggs, and fresh fruit from the top of the stairs.

He smiles at you as you enter the kitchen.

“Good morning, lisichka. How did you sleep?”