By morning, Mason's eyes peeled open first. He felt her weight on his arm and he smiled and kissed her hair. She was still peacefully asleep. He wouldn't wake her. Not just yet.

He remembered her words yesterday and he nodded. He was ready to love all of her and not just the part that drew him in.

Quietly, he slipped out of bed, taking tiny tiptoes out of the room. This was the early hours of 5:30am. Not everyday did he work out but when he had the chance, he most certainly did.

Today, it was going to be a single jog around his compound, say 10/15 laps. He'd...