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Hunter's POV:-

I opened my eyes and looked around blindly before I remember what had happened the previous day. Automatically, I cast out my senses and felt Sky in the kitchen.
Then it hit me. I was engaged. Oh goddess, I was getting married to Morgan. Morgan who I love. I sprang out of bed and threw on jeans and a jumper. I sprinted downstairs into the kitchen and greeted Sky.
"Morning sleepyhead. You're up late." I smiled. She was right, I didn't usually sleep until this time. "When are you going to tell your Da?"
"I was thinking of telling him when Alwyn gets here but that's ages away," I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. "I guess I'll have to tell him when he gets here."
Sky put a plate of toast in front of me. "Eat." As we ate, we talked about where Alwyn was going to sleep when she arrived. We finally decided that Da could sleep in Sky's corner and she and Alwyn would share the second bedroom.
It was just after eleven o'clock when we finished so I decided to call Morgan.
*Morgan. I'm coming over. Have you told your parents?* I waited for a reply. *No, not yet. I want us to tell them together. See you soon.* I grinned at Sky.
"Showtime." I grabbed my keys from the table and a coat from the cupboard. Outside, autumn leaves were falling, their colours fading. Frost lingered on the tips of the grass and plants were shrivelled against the cold. I wrapped a scarf around my face and blew out, my breath forming crystal clouds.
I stopped at the shop and picked up the basic supplies. Eggs, bacon, sausages, bread, milk, cheese and tea for Da coming the next day.
At the counter, I met Charlie who was buying similar things to myself. I greeted him and we talked as we waited for the slow queue to move.
"That was amazing last night. Congratulations on your engagement. I didn't get a chance to say it before, what with all the excitement."
I grinned. "Yeah, it was pretty exciting. Very emotional though. I mean my mum's been dead for nearly a year and I'd only seen her twice in twelve years through a bith dearc and then bam. I see her twice in one night and it was so... real."
The assistant grabbed Charlie's shopping and started to scan it through the check out. Charlie continued to talk to me as he shoved everything into bags.
"Yeah. My mum's been dead for years but I saw her again and Alisa saw her mum. Everyone's emotions were high and no one knew where to look or what to think." He cocked his head to one side. "What did you see before that? I was with Alisa in a café similar to the one we first met in. It was so cool."
I paused before answering. "I was with Morgan. We were in a beautiful field. It was like one that we sat in when we did tath meanma together. That was the first time we ever trusted each other, even if it was only on a minor scale." I smiled at the memories.
"We did it in Practical Magick and we both hated each other. She had nearly killed me and thought I was dead until we met that day, so we were a little unsure around each other. Anyway, when we looked up Ciaran and Maeve, Morgan's birth parents were standing nearby and my mum and Da were embracing each other. They told us how proud they are and gave us advice about the future..." I broke off, nearly in tears.
Charlie picked up his bag and straightened up. "It was nice talking to you but I've got a feeling you have somewhere you want to be." He raised his eyebrows and I shook myself back to the present. Had I really just opened up to him like that?
We exchanged our goodbyes and he left me to pay for my shopping. I climbed into my car and sat for a few moments in silence. Then I started the engine, reversed out of the space and headed towards Morgan's house.
I pulled up outside Morgan's house and she ran out to meet me, her hair whipped by the wind. She was wearing faded jeans and a soft fleece, but she was hugging herself with the cold so I wrapped my arms around her and led her inside, out of the chill of the wind.
As I closed the door, she buried her head in me and I prised her off, laughing. "At least let me take my coat off." Blushing she watched as I removed my outer coat and scarf and then she pounced, kissing me, first lightly and then deeply, passionately.
When we broke away, we were both breathing heavily and she smiled at me before leading me through to the kitchen.
Mr and Mrs Rowlands were sitting at the table and Mary K. had her head buried in the fridge. Mr Rowlands looked over the top of his paper and peered at me through his glasses.
"Morning Hunter, lovely day isn't it?" I nodded and Morgan offered me a cup of tea. She made one for all of us except Mary K. who didn't want one and then sat down next to me. As Mary K. sat down with a glass of orange juice, Morgan cleared her throat. I reached for her hand and squeezed it, and she glanced at me thankfully.
Mr and Mrs Rowlands looked up at her. "Mom, dad." I noticed that her hand was shaking in mine and as I leaned closer to her, I could feel that she was trembling. "We have something to tell you."

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