p class="MsoNormal"Simon woke early the next morning. It was a force of habit from his days at the Academy and the time difference in Shanghai where he'd been before the wedding. He looked over at Isabelle who was still asleep beside him. Gingerly he extricated himself from her embrace and crawled out of the bed. He walked over to his suitcase and pulled out some jeans and a t-shirt quickly putting them on and heading into the hallway. He took a last look at Isabelle and headed downstairs. /p