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Matthew woke as there was a knock on the door. He gently moved her from his chest as she groaned even in her sleep at the loss of his warmth. He stood and quickly stretched as he ran his fingers through his hair to try and make it look presentable and cracked the door open just enough that he could see Micah standing there with bags of food. It wasn’t exactly a surprise to find that the interruption was him. Micah was extremely good at knowing the perfect moment to strike; it seemed that he had a sixth sense for when somebody’s defenses might be down just enough. It wasn’t like Micah would actually try to come between the pair, he would, however, try to make things as difficult as possible. His ability to cook however outshined anything that he could possibly do and when she