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Mordred grunts, his eyes fluttering open after a few seconds and he smiles. “Good morning” he mutters, moving into a sitting position “you didn’t have to.”
Summer leans back into his arms, relaxing a little. “I don’t mean to put my problems on you.”
Mordred leans down and kisses her shoulder. “It’s fine, darling, I understand.”
She turns around, pulling his head down for a kiss. “Much too good to me.”