"Ahem! I'm sorry for falling asleep yesterday, Merlin," Linda said, a hint of embarrassment in her voice.
She hadn't expected to doze off while Merlin was massaging her. When she woke up the next morning, she found herself in bed.
It was clear that Merlin had moved her.
"It's okay, Master. I know you were exhausted. And I'm sorry too—for carrying you and entering your room without permission," Merlin said, clearing his throat as he placed two cups of coffee on the table.
Entering someone else's room, especially someone of the opposite sex, was obviously rude. In his home country, it would have been a reportable offense.
Linda was momentarily stunned. Her face flushed, but she quickly composed herself and waved it off.
"It's okay. And… thank you for the coffee," she said, taking a sip and enjoying the warm, refreshing taste.
"You're welcome," Merlin replied, slowly sitting on the sofa opposite her. "So, did you need something to call me this early?"
