Kylan
I had gotten up early on purpose to make Nola and me breakfast as a celebration of our first officially morning living together. I had everything prepped and ready to cook up. I wanted to make sure she was still sleeping, though.
I am standing at our bedroom door, a mug of coffee in my hand, watching her. She is still sound asleep. I smile, wondering how I managed to get so lucky. My entire future lies with her, well, I hope because if not, then I refuse ever to love anyone else.
I creep towards the bed, leaning down and kissing her forehead lightly, not wanting to disturb her sleep. I leave after only a moment and head back to the kitchen. I am thankful to have a large stove to cook on because I can simultaneously cook pancakes, bacon, and eggs.
I chop the fruit and put some
