PATSY POV:

I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping, but when I wake up the next day all sore, I smell bacon cooking.

Stretching, I open my eyes, and the sun pours in through the windows. Sitting up, I turned to find Baron but he was nowhere.

I pulled over his shirt and then got out of the room.

I find Baron in the kitchen, such a surprise.

“Sun’s out.” I smile.

“No more rain.” He smiles back. “At least for now. I hope you’re hungry.”

“Since when do you cook for yourself?” I joined him in the kitchen. He’s already made toast and a fruit salad. I pluck...