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Chapter 10

Pancakes? I smell pancakes! The sweet mouthwatering smell of freshly baked pancakes fills my nostrils and makes me wake up. I look around myself and reach with my hand for Abigail, but she's nowhere to be found, so I slip out of the bed and follow the enchanting smell of my childhood.

There she is. Completely lost in the moment. Wearing nothing but an oversized T-shirt and lace bikinis, slaying her hips in perfect sync with the quiet singing of Elvis Presley coming from the speakers on the ceiling. She sings with him and bakes pancakes.

"What a way to wake up," I purr after several minutes of watching her do her thing. Unaware of my presence, enjoying her own little world.

"Jesus Christ, James!" Abigail jumps back scared and drops the frying pan in the sink.

"As much as I like Elvis, your voice sounds better."

"You scared me to death!" Abigail keeps protesting that I interrupted

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