chapter 16

Felix

I don’t know what having a first day at work is like, but I imagine it would be harrowing.

Which is why I’m in the kitchen at seven a.m., cooking breakfast for Emily.

Emily walks in, and I momentarily forget my trail of thought.

She’s dressed in a silky robe that barely covers her curves, her hair tousled from sleep.

She gives me a sleepy smile before taking a seat at the table.

“Good morning,” she says, her voice still husky from just waking up.

“Good morning,” I reply, turning down the heat on the stove. “You hungry?”

“Starving,” she says with a smile. “You cook breakfast?”

“Icookedbreakfast,” I correct her. “You know, with it being your first day and everything.”

“Wow,” she says, giving me this look of affection that makes me nervous.

One day in, and already the lines are getting blurred.

“Don’t get used to it,” I say, trying to minimize the effort.

Emily chuckles softly, taking a sip of her coffee.

“I won’t. But thank you,” she adds, her eyes still shining with appreciation.