Chapter 50- Grace

I wake up in a strange bed, and alone, so that’s good. But I have no idea where I am. I get up and walk out of the room slowly making my way down the hall. Once I make it to the kitchen I know where I am, I must have fallen asleep at the triplet’s cabin.

I can smell that someone’s already started coffee, I don’t drink coffee, but it smells really good right now. Dean’s face brightens when he opens the door to the kitchen and sees me standing there. “Good morning!” He exclaims and walks over to the coffee pot, grabbing a mug from the cabinet. “Coffee?” He asks me, waiting to close the cabinet until I answer.

My nose wrinkles and I look at the pot. “I don’t know. I’ve never had it.” He automatically grabs another cup placing it next to his. He fills the mugs and walks over to the fridge, “French vanilla or caramel?” I smile, “surprise me.” I don’t know which one’s good. He grabs both and puts a little French vanilla in one and a little caramel in the other.

He hands me the French vanill