I woke, sunlight splashing through the open window. I sat up and forced my eyes open. I turned to look at the crumpled empty space beside me. Huh, I thought, where was she? I got up, pulling my low slung sweats up a little, and trudged downstairs. The smell hit me as I made my way down. Eggs? I followed the smell into the kitchen. I saw the eggs frying in a pan. And then I found her.
She had her back to me, head bent over the counter making her chocolate brown hair fall on either side of her face to show the nape of her neck. She was wearing my plain black t-shirt that fitted loosely around her, just showing off her curves in all the right places, till it ended at the top of her tanned, slender legs. I chuckled quietly to myself, I had to admit, she looked better in it than I did.
I leaned on the counter behind me for a moment, just watching her. When the eggs started produce black smoke and she didn't notice, I intervened. I speed walked over to the cooker and swiftly removed the burnt eggs from the hob. The pan went down with a clatter and she froze in her spot. She turned quickly, a look of surprise on her face which instantly turned into a brilliantly beautiful smile. She glanced over at the ruined eggs and her smile drooped. "Chaaad," she groaned. "Why didn't you tell me they were burning? Now I've gotta make more." A look of disappointment crossed her face as she took the pan and disposed of the eggs. My face fell. I hated to see her upset, especially as she was trying to do something nice. Stupid me and my admiring. I placed my hands on her hips and gently veered her out of the way. "It's okay baby, I'll do it." She smiled happily up at me and hitched herself up onto the kitchen counter beside me as I took two more eggs and cracked them into the pan. "Oh, and by the way," I grinned at her before moving in and kissing her gently on the lips. "Good morning."