Page 14 of Shelter for Morgan

The world was set right every time before the credits rolled.

Life?

It wasn't so easy or happy.

And thinking back to the times that she'd been around Palmer, she couldn't blame him for not remembering that Jacob had a sister.

Jacob had taken to calling her Morgan just like everyone else, including her parents while they'd still been alive.

When she'd seen Palmer at Center City events, she'd always tried to blend into the scenery and be as invisible as someone could be when they weren't dressed in camo or a ghillie suit.

But something inside of her had wanted to be seen by this man.

She'd never did anything to get it, so she couldn't blame him at all.

She'd just been too good at blending into the background.

But not anymore.

She drew her legs under her as she sat on the bed and looked around her bedroom.

Her bedroom.

For now, she had to remind herself.

It was a simple room, but there was a window! And it was pretty big, too!

She could see outside and there was a ton of room in her closet.

Palmer had furnished the room with a dresser too, but she'd never really gotten the whole dresser thing, though. Her clothes were always shifting around in the drawers, so she'd be keeping them in her suitcase and just lay it out on the bed. The other half next to where she was going to sleep.

She didn't need all that extra space. And it just felt better to have less room to fill.

A soft knock on the door turned her head, making her feel a little like a prairie dog. "Yes?"

"Hey, Morgan. I was wondering what you wanted to eat for dinner."

"Dinner?"

Oh god, she had to eat? In front of him?

"Oh, I'm fine. Thanks!"

She closed her eyes and willed him to walk away.

"You didn't have any lunch. I know you have to be getting hungry after your drive."

Her stomach rumbled and rolled making her groan at the traitor.

"Uh... I can go out and get something later. No worries!"

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the door and just when she let out the breath she'd been holding, Palmer spoke again.

"I was thinking of making some pork chops, but I didn't ask you if you're a veggie or a vegan."

She grinned at the worry in his voice. "I'm not a veggie or vegan. You can make anything you want." She rolled her lips together and bit down to keep from laughing at how dang cute he was.

"Well, I'll make enough for two if you... If you wouldn't mind eating with me."

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