—told you they stayed the night!

Terrible timing. His biggest mistake, currently lying asleep beside him, was bringing you home. He could blame it on the chemicals he and a fellow vigilante had crashed into last night, but the truth was simpler. You’d both consented well before those substances burned through your inhibitions, landing you here, in his king-sized bed.

The scent of coffee and toast wafted under the door. Alfred. A snack cart placed outside was a not-so-subtle reminder to behave.