A lot of the time, it's easy to forget that Peeta is actually in charge of the place. He bakes and he comes home. Once a month he listens to complaints, suggestions and the like. Their life is almost exactly what they'd wanted it to be, what they'd dreamed it would be.

The days when he has to leave Teleios is an exception. It's harder on Katniss than it is on Peeta, but he doesn't like being away from her either. He doesn't like that she worries, but he knows there's nothing he can do to alleviate that. It's part and parcel of loving someone, of being loved.

Peeta's arms go around Katniss and he lifts her slightly off her feet a moment. "Of course, I am. " This is the best part of his job for him as well. He pulls back slightly so he can look at her, his eyes gliding over her face. "How's my beautiful wife?"

That doesn't get old, not for him.