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.

effortlessly sexy, so domestic, that it tugs at my

his shoulder and smirks.

murmur,

good morning kiss that makes my stomach flutter. I push myself

pull apart, arching a brow at

chuckles, taking the plate and moving toward

remember the last time I've had

noticing how he's set the table with plates, utensils,

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the gesture, and I take my seat as he sets a

the mood shifts. Jake's eyes darken slightly with intent, and I

we talk now?" he

my stomach, but I

exhales, setting his own fork down as well. "I don't understand

a secret when Aiden was already

fingers tightening around the edge of

be

different."

head. "What do you

dynamic would be different, and I was afraid it wouldn't work," I admit,

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