You had exactly one problem: fatigue and inappropriate productivity at the wrong time. When you got home from work at lunchtime, you were so tired that you took a nap. And when you woke up, you started doing housework, which often meant that you and Simon slept alone. Something he didn't like at all, and today was probably the day you felt it.

It was around 11 p.m., he'd gotten home about an hour earlier, and you were sorting the laundry when he hugged you from behind and placed light kisses on your cheek and neck. "Today we'll try to get your sleep under control" he whispered softly, his arms closing around you.