Iestyn made a slightly regretful sound. "I didn't want to wake you. Go back to sleep, I can sort myself out," he said softly, pulling on a tee over his shorts. Sleeping with Addy in the bed meant wearing more clothes at night. It was just weird otherwise.
Blowing a kiss, he slipped back out into the kitchen to make himself a cheese sandwich and a glass of orange juice, crisp and refreshing from the fridge.