Propping himself up with a grunt, the explanation for that was perfectly simple. “There was a lizard.” She’d crawled up on him when he’d laid down to figure out what was making the scratching noises under his bed – there’d been two of them, but the other one had wandered off and the one resting on him had been perfectly content where she was thanks to the way the sun fell upon them at the time. Eventually, he’d just fallen asleep – it wasn’t like he was needed anywhere urgently today.
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