Sage and I are cuddling in the couch of my apartment. Tracy had finally finished her rants for him. It took her a whole week before she could finally welcome Sage back in my arms again. She wasn’t a fan of Sage like she used to be.
“Tracy left some lasagna from last night. You want to eat?” I asked Sage.
He smiled and nodded.
I immediately went to the kitchen and microwaved the lasagna that Tracy made last night. She seems off these days, to be honest. Genius always told me that Tracy cooks only when something’s bothering her. So I wonder why…
“Smells good,” Sage breathed against my neck as he hugged me from behind.
I looked at him and smiled. “I will never finish if you keep sniffing me.” I laughed.
He chuckled and kissed my neck. “I could do this all year long…” he mumbled and
