Rules

She felt like a thief as she tiptoed out of the room at the break of dawn. A panda-eyed thief at that. The reason? Adam and his maddening, uninvited invasion of her dreams.

It wasn't enough that he had taken over her days with his presence and she would now have to live with him, no, he had to haunt her nights too. And now, after hours of tossing, turning, and mentally cursing him, she was exhausted.

Carefully stepping over the scattered moving boxes, she made her way toward the kitchen, determined to have breakfast in peace before setting the house in order. More importantly, before Adam could wake up and claim the space around her, she would be safely ensconced in her room.

Reaching the island, she scanned the grocery bag and quickly retrieved a box of cereal. Simple. Quick. No unnecessary noise or consuming time. Just as she grabbed a bowl from the shelf, a soft sound from behind made her freeze.

Her heart kicked into overdrive. Shi*