Chapter 85: A Day in the Woods

The smell of sizzling bacon filled the cabin as the first rays of dawn filtered through the small window. Kerrigan stirred, slowly waking to the delicious scent and the sight of Conor at the stove.

Conor stood at the stove, shirtless, wearing only a pair of flannel pajama pants, his muscular frame relaxed as he expertly flipped the bacon and scrambled eggs in the pan. The simple act of cooking for someone he loved made this moment perfect.

A soft smile crept across her face as she watched him, savoring the domesticity of it all. She felt a sense of contentment she hadn’t felt in a long time. It wasn’t just the smell of breakfast or the peacefulness of the cabin; it was the feeling of being with him, away from the pressures and chaos of their lives.

Kerrigan stretched beneath the cozy blankets, feeling the soft fabric of the clothes she still wore from the day before. She glanced down, noting with some surprise that she hadn’t changed for bed.

She had considered that they might take th