Lingering Thoughts

After washing up with warm water and stepping out, the priest in the church served them breakfast.

"Did you sleep well last night?" the priest asked.

Lachlan suddenly smirked, glancing sideways at Sienna, who stood beside him with her head lowered. "Not bad," he said.

Sienna blushed.

The priest, oblivious to the strange undercurrents, chuckled, "That's good."

The priest set down their breakfast an