22- Muffins and mornings
I turn off the water and hear Bemy talking to someone. I wrap myself in a fluffy towel and exit the
bathroom. Curious, I make sure I’m properly covered with the towel before opening my bedroom door
and sticking my head out.
“Bemy, is someone here?” I question. He doesn’t get a chance to answer as Maggie peers. around
his shoulder. She raises an eyebrow at my appearance.
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“Good morning sweetie. I woke early and made some muffins. I thought I might bring a few up for you.
For your… gentleman friend too I suppose.” She says pointedly. I blush as I realise how this looks. I
nce at Bemy who shrugs at me helplessly. I step out from behind the bedroom door, desperate to
exin myself to Maggie. Not that I’ve actually done anything wrong. But Maggie is my friend and I
don’t want her to misunderstand me. As I emerge, Bemy’s eyes go wide, then he suddenly finds
something terribly interesting to stare at on my ceiling. His response Maggie who gives a shortugh.
isn’t missed b
“I should let you two get on with your morning.” She hands Bemy a te which has four muffins on it.
I guess she thought I would want some for tomorrow. Still, it’s convenient. She turns and leaves,
making her way slowly down the stairs as we stare after her. I realise that I never managed to exin
Bemy’s presence here so early in the morning, not to mention my attire. I sigh dramatically. Bemy
closes the front door behind her, at the sound of my sigh, his eyes flick towards me. Then again up to
my apparently fascinating ceiling. He stands there awkwardly, shuffling his feet a little before suddenly
turning and heading to my kitchen. area where he ces the muffins on the bench. His posture is
tense. I realise that I am just standing here staring at him.
“Go ahead and eat, just make sure to leave me one. I’ll be back in a moment.” I’m still not really sure
on the protocol for how to treat a guy who just identally slept with me all night. It was innocent, but
still… I head to my room with onest nce back at Bemy. He is watching me leave and turns away
in a sudden, sharp movement when he realises I’m looking. He actually, finally, looks ufortable.
I’m not sure if I should be concerned that the only thing I’ve found so far which makes him
ufortable is me in a towel. It’s not like I’m not covered. A tank top and shorts would cover only just
as much. Unless the problem is that he doesn’t like how I look. Which is probably worse. I try not to
think about it too much.
No need to overthink and worry myself. I close the door behind me and rx as I return to the
bathroom and quickly rinse some shampoo and conditioner through my hair before I
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return to my room to find something to wear. Leggings and a t–shirt are my go to and I grab the first
ones I find and throw them on. I pull on some grey leggings and pull out a navy blue t–shirt. I stare at it
for a moment. Until just now I forgot I even had this shirt. It has a picture on the front of a mischievous
looking ck cat with bright yellow eyes. It has the words ‘I’m harmless I swear… written below it. I
can’t help a burst ofughter. I consider a moment before putting it on. Will Bemy find it insulting or
funny? I think it’s hrious, but I’m not the one who turns into a giant cat. Screw it, I’m going to wear it.
He was worried I would be scared of him, if nothing else I can make a point. I put on the shirt and slip
on a pair of ck ballet ts. Then I grab a hairbrush from my dresser before I head back to my living
where Bemy is waiting, brushing my damp hair as I go. Bemy has finished one muffin and started
on a second. He raises an eyebrow at me, he looks like he might be about tough.
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“Was that t–shirt–intentional?” He grins at me. I try to keep a straight face and the most innocent tone I
can muster.
“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean.” He stares for a second until my self control finally breaks at his
confused expression and I begin tough. He can’t help but join in. It takes a minute for me to regain
myposure and when I do, Bemy is still chuckling to himself
“I wasn’t sure about it, I can change if you don’t like it.” I don’t particrly want to go get changed, but I
can sort of see how the image might be a little insulting towards Bemy, particrly afterst night. He
shakes his head.
“Don’t go changing on my ount, you look cute.” He seems to regret the words as soon as he says
them. At least I think he does, he looks away and seems annoyed at himself. We fall into an awkward
silence. I step forward and grab a muffin and eat. He stands up straight from where he had been
leaning on my bench.
“Ready to go?” he asks. Not wanting to prolong the awkwardness any longer I nod eagerly. I run and
grab my phone. My card is in the case with it so I’m all set. Bemy hands me the
“Eat.” He orders. I raise an eyebrow but take the muffin.
“One muffin is not enough food.” He grumbles as we make our way outside. I lock the door
behind us. The moment we are outside, Bemy offers me his arm. I guess he is still a bit
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riled up about the attackst night after all. I take his arm withoutint and we head down the
stairs. It’s a tight fit with both of us walking beside each other on the small staircase, but it’s really not
worth the effort ofining about it to Bemy. It’s not particrly ufortable or anything. He
opens the car door for me and I thank him as I climb in. I watch through the front window as he jogs
around the car to the driver seat. I smile a little when I realise that his hair is still rumpled from bed. This
might be the first time that I’m actually more put together than he is, although just barely. Bemy starts
the car and we begin the drive towards the Shifterpound. We pull in and park, but Bemy makes
no move to leave the car. Instead he’s staring at me like he wants to say something. I nce over at
him.
“Something wrong?” I ask. He frowns, then sighs, running a hand through his dark hair, messing it
further.
“I didn’t intend to fall asleep In your bedst night.” He blurts out. I stare at him, confused.
“I know that. It was an ident, don’t worry about it.” I reassure him. I resist the desire to reach out and
touch his arm in some attempt to calm orfort him. This is awkward enough as it is. Bemy looks
confused.
“I don’t understand how I fell asleep like that. I should have been more alert, particrly after we were
attacked. I don’t usually fall asleep so quickly that I could identally fall asleep. It’s like I had no
awareness at all.” I’m pretty sure it has something to do with me being his fated mate. He mentioned
how much Shifters like to be physically close to those
they care about. I suppose even if we aren’t actually together yet, part of Bemy knows to rx
around me. It’s strange. This is yet another chance that I could take to tell Bemy about our red
thread. I still can’t do it though so I just shrug in a nonmittal way.
“You were probably just tired or something.” I mutter as a vague kind of excuse. Bemy looks
unconvinced. He does, however, finally get out of the car. I go to open my door but he must have half
run around the vehicle because he beats me to it. I climb out and ept his arm to walk the short
distance to the home which he and Megan share. Bemy reaches to open the front door but it bursts
open and Meganes flying out before he gets a chance to. She ms into me and grips me in a
tight hug..
“Are you okay? I was so worried! Bels told me I wasn’t allowed toe see you in case the Vampires
were still hanging around.” Megan blurts out in one go. I mutter something about being fine but it is
barely understandable as Megan is taller than me so my face is crushed.
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into her shoulder. I’m not used to this much hugging and I sort of want to pull away but
Megan was worried about me. I can deal with a long hug if it makes her feel better.
“Thanks for the concern Megs…” Bemy says dryly. Megan finally releases me to face him.
She rolls her eyes.
“Oh you’re fine. You’re the big bad Alpha cat. A few Vamps is nothing new for you. You just turn into a
cat and hiss at them and-” she cuts herself off and her eyes go wide. She turns.
back to me.
“You saw him shift. Are you okay? Do you hate us now?”