Eggs Bacon Grits Sausage Novels & Stories

I know Alpha Ben and Luna Kate won’t let me go that easily. I was right. Five a.m. came entirely too early. I woke up with my first alarm at four-thirty and decided to go ahead and get up. I just knew that if I hit snooze, I would sleep right through the second alarm. I went to the bathroom, took my shower, I put my hair in a ponytail and got dressed. I went to the kitchen and immediately started pulling everything I needed for breakfast. I started making the sausage and bacon while I mixed my biscuit dough. I rolled out the dough and cut them. I put them in the oven just as the sausage was done. I pulled the sausage out of the pan, drained a little of the fat and made a rue. I poured milk i

Riggs says, pushing my shoulders to the food lined up on the bar top. The breakfast food looks delicious. There are pancakes, syrup, eggs, sausage, bacon, and... Is that homemade bread with jelly and butter? I cannot remember the last time I had homemade bread. It has been a few years at least. I think it was the last time I visited C.H.A.O.S. Jase made some to have with the pot roast he made. That was the best pot roast I had ever had. It had a thick gravy, gold and sweet potatoes, carrots, diced tomatoes, and green chilis. I'm drooling just thinking about it. Maybe this year we won't need them or Slater feeding us for the holidays.

I was on the verge of hating him, that was for sure. Cheryl soon set plates down filled with sausage and biscuits, with a big bowl of gravy made from the sausage to go over the biscuits. This was one of my favorite breakfast foods, but we rarely ate it. "Damn Cheryl your gravy always smells so good," I said as my eyes fixed on the table, it was as if it was in my mouth and I already satisfied every taste bud in my mouth by eating the sausage and biscuit with the gravy. "See, if you girls were born and raised in Georgia, then you would be blessed by me."

I kiss his jaw softly, rub my lips over the stubble there, and then step out of bed, intent on finding something to make breakfast for us. Once I’m in his spacious kitchen, I pull out a pan from the cabinet and some eggs, milk, grated cheese, and sliced ham from the fridge.I also grab bacon and sausage links to make a grand breakfast for Gavin before he wakes up. I turn on the radio, keeping the volume low and singing to myself along with Carrie Underwood. “Cowboy Casanova” has me dancing around his kitchen in my bare feet. Once the omelets are made, I start on the bacon and sausages, swaying my hips with the music. I hear Gavin approach and my eyes flick over to his sexy bed hair and blue-g

It was like a combination of things I didn't like. "The theme is healthy breakfast, Miss!" Mama told me excitedly. "Or shall I call you madam? You are now madam of the mansion." "Let's stick to Miss. I am just twenty years old," I muttered. "Alright, Miss," Mama began. "As you can see, you have soft-boiled eggs before you. It is fully cooked and it'll help your baby's brain development. There is whole grain toast with avocado, grilled tomatoes and mushrooms, basked beans, chicken sausages, fresh fruit medley, and pasteurized fresh orange juice. Bon appétit, miss!"

Swallowed. Then reached for another forkful. My shoulders relaxed before I could stop them. “Is it good?” I asked quietly. He looked up at me. “Yeah.” Then he took another bite. “This is good. What did you put in the eggs?” “Just eggs, sausage, and a little seasoning.” I hesitated. “I remembered you liked the breakfast I made last time.” Rhett thought for a second. “The one with the potatoes?” I nodded immediately. “Yeah. The breakfast skillet.”