Eva had been so wrapped up in cooking, she almost hadn't heard Fletcher come in. A grin threatened to split her cheeks, accompanied by a little blush and she couldn't help the little squeak of surprise when he swatted her bum. Merlin she really could get used to this.

Biting her lip to prevent the grin from spreading even further, she chuckled when he said exactly what she'd been thinking. Of course feeling his hands on her waist and his breath at her ear didn't help either. "I thought you might be hungry after last night, but I didn't mean to wake you." Truthfully she had been enjoying the quiet of the early morning afterglow, but this was just as nice. There was something incredibly alluring about how comfortable this was, how naturally it seemed to come to them.

"But since you're up, how do you like your eggs? These I promise I can actually cook." She nudged him with her shoulder, leaning back to give his cheek a quick peck. "Water's probably ready for coffee too." She mused, hearing the kettle about to whistle.