Cracking Under Pressure

Although Kaelen wanted so desperately to ignore it, when Serena tossed on the bed for the sixth time, he turned to face her.

Then he stared at her blinking lashes, chuckled, and mumbled, “This is the Seventh-day you’ve been doing this in the morning. What's going on?”

It took a while. Then Serena raised her eyelid, rolled on her side, gazing into his eyes, and said, “I get stressed knowing that