I Love You

The next morning I awoke to an empty bed and I could almost make myself believe that I had dreamed up the whole night. Almost, the fact that was laying naked in bed and could smell coffee made it clear that last night had been no dream. Looking up at the ceiling I wondered if I was actually ready to forgive him, could I really move past what all had gone down between us.

Getting up I went to the restroom and took care of my morning routine before pulling on some leggings and an oversized tee. Sliding on some socks I headed toward the kitchen, pausing in the entry. I couldn't help but smile as I found Seth placing bacon in a skillet and had things out to make eggs. Walking into the room I poured myself a cup of coffee before sitting at the bar so I could watch Seth cook.

Seth turned to look at me before washing his hands, "I hope you don't mind. I was going to bring you breakfast in bed."

I nodded, "no you're good."

He arched his brow walking up beside me.