Chapter 125

Domestic-1

The first thing I notice when I wake up is the empty space beside me.

I run my arm across it while I attempt to open my eyes fully. Jake's warmth is

gone, and I don't miss the way my stomach drops. I blink, inhaling as I push myself up, holding the sheets to my bare chest.

With my lips pursed, I look at his side of the empty bed and notice the folded note

sitting on his pillow. A small smile curves my lips, and I reach for it.

Making breakfast for us. Come join me when you wake up. - J

I shake my head, amusement bubbling in my chest. The idea of Jake in the kitchen,

cooking breakfast, is not something I ever expected to be able to enjoy, but here we are. I slip out of bed, shivering slightly as the cool air replaces the warmth of the blankets, and grab one of his simple long-sleeved shirt and a pair of his

briefs.

I'll shower after breakfast; right now I am just eager to see him.

As soon as I step into the kitchen, my smile widens. Jake is there, standing by the stove, wearing an apron of all things. He doesn't have a shirt on, just his pajama bottoms, and

he's flipping waffles onto a plate.

sight is so effortlessly sexy, so domestic, that it tugs at my

over his shoulder

murmur, rubbing

turns just as I reach him, leaning down to kiss me. It's slow and lazy, the kind of good morning kiss that makes my stomach flutter. I push myself onto the tips of my toes, giving him

ask when we pull

moving toward

remember the

he's set the

vase

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seat as he sets a plate in front of me before sitting across from

eyes darken slightly with intent, and I feel the shift in

talk now?" he asks, voice

tighten in my stomach, but I nod, placing

own fork down as well.

Aiden was already okay

edge of my plate. "I thought it

be

different."

his head.

different, and I was afraid it wouldn't work," I admit, my

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