She beams, blushing slightly at the kiss. "Of course I made bacon! I made sure I packed some especially for you."

Back in the tent, Cullen tightens his hold around Nellie, still asleep. For ages, he'd dreamed of this moment, ever since he first laid his eyes on her that day he entered the tower. That was only two years ago. And since then, he couldn't get her off his mind. There were nights he wished that the pillow he held close to him would magically shapeshift into her. Now he had the real thing-- and he wasn't planning on letting go.