In the compound, you and Klaus could never get a moment of peace together without interruption. So, both of you decided to have a little getaway—you both loved this place; the birds were chirping outside, the fresh air was too good to be true, and there was no cellphone signal. You patted around the bed to find the solid body you loved the most, only to find it empty. Klaus was leaning on the doorway.

“Good morning, beautiful.” He praised from the bedroom door.