Breakfast was cooking in the kitchen while I lie in bed, the covers pulled down to my waist. I watch my favorite TV show, Next Top Model, patiently waiting for my breakfast.
Kent cooked me breakfast on my days off and I was grateful for it. I needed the rest. He walked in holding a plate of freshly cooked bacon and scrambled eggs.
"Thank you. Want to watch this with me?"
"No, I have to get something done. ill be here later though." he responded with a smile.
"Alright, Have fun."
and he left the room gently closing the door. i ate my eggs in peace.