♥ Chloe ♥
The scent of fresh coffee pulled me from sleep. That and the absence of Jethro’s warmth beside me. I reached out instinctively, but his side of the bed was already cold. I smiled as I lazily stretched out under the heavy blanket. I felt like I was on cloud nine. While we hadn’t gone further than kissing and cuddling, last night had been perfect. The soft morning light crept through the curtains, which cast pale streaks across the wooden ceiling. It was our last morning in the cabin, and something about that felt heavier than I expected. I slipped out from under the blankets, stretched again before I padded into the bathroom to freshen up. But the smell of something delicious, other than coffee, enticed me as I left the bathroom and headed into the kitchen. My bare feet didn’t ma
