It had been about a week or so since Flynn had moved in. A week of almost perfectly sleep-filled nights, of looking at him across the kitchen table and sharing smiles as they went about their daily routines. Even though they hadn’t made love yet, that was oddly fine with Qhuinn, as she was enjoying their sweet intimacy and the slow, natural progression of they relationship. She was starting to let go of her fears, and open herself up to what they may have. Today they had decided to go for a run after breakfast, so Flynn could start helping and training her more. And since that couldn’t happen on an empty stomach, she had whipped up a hearty breakfast of skillet sausage, eggs, potatoes, peppers, and cheese. The scent filled the air, but his scent was even stronger, and she turned the moment he entered the small room. “Hey..hope you’re hungry” Qhuinn smiled softly at Flynn over her shoulder.