CAROLINE
"I see you've become quite the gentleman," I chuckled as I watched Sean walk through the door with an immense tray full of breakfast in his hands. "You definitely know how to treat a lady."
"I've always been a gentleman," he pointed out with a smile, setting the tray on the bed and leaning in for a kiss. "If anything, the rude one between us is you. You cuss more than a sailor."
"What exactly do you have against sailors? I know many of them and they're good guys," I objected. "Well, Fae, actually."
"Absolutely nothing," Sean replied, stuffing his mouth with a salmon sandwich. "But you can't deny they're foul-mouthed. Just like you. Come on, drink your tea."
Suspicious, I cast a glance at the drink in the cup. "Did you make that?"
Sean nodded - he looked like an excited
