[ He thinks - at least for the next minute or so - that he will stay right where he is. Perhaps she should have put on her coat. The bare flesh of her throat and a hint of shoulder is wearing at his control.

He waves a hand in a gesture that tells her no apology is required, careful to keep his posture relaxed.

She is close enough for us to touch, whisper his wolf. He isn't quite sure however, that it's just his wolf that feels a touch of disappointment when she sits down.

He manages a smile. It feels good enough to convince himself that he's behaving. ]

Everything is new. At least six months old. [ He mentioned renovations to her. This, apparently, is the end result. ] My hothouse used to be detached from the house. But Kara gets restless weeks before her parents arrive for their visits, and Bran ordered me to find a new hobby and to teach her some life skills.

[ Eun looks like she belongs in his kitchen. By the smell of her scones, his oven appears to agree. ]

The small guest room at the far end is hers. But her mother is thinking of relocating, so there will be no need for it once they decide.