I wake up in King's arms. He's sleeping with a satisfied grin on his face, though I'm anything but satisfied. I take a few minutes to stare at him, memorizing each line on his face. Groggily, I finally stumble to the shower and climb into cold water to help me wake up. Ms. Beast doesn't mind and lets me know by humming inside me. She's a fickle beast. The bathroom door opens and King peeks into my morning sanctuary.

"Need your back washed?" he offers.

My eyes flash and ...