The next morning
Angel POV
I did something that I regretted last night. I kissed her. I don't know why. I guessed I was just caught up in the moment. But, she did have soft lips and I wished she could return the favor. While I was in the hospital, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Her porcelain skin, her red curls everything about her. Right now, I was making breakfast for me and her. I heard the bedroom door creak open, signaling she was awake. She came into the kitchen and hugged me from behind. She also kissed me on my back. That alone sent me over the edge. She finally spoke.
"Good morning." She greeted me. "How are you?"
"Good." I replied.
"What are you making?"
"Eggs, bacon, and toast you know the usual breakfast things, mi chica."
"Ok, you need any help?" she asked
"No, I'm good. Go wait for it to be done."
She did and in about 10 or 15 minutes he was done cooking. They were sitting at the table eating there breakfast in silence but the Aubrey broke it.
"Did you kiss me last night?"
It was so straight forward to the Latino. 'I thought she was asleep.' I decided to be honest with her.
"I did and I'm sorry chica."
"Why did you do that?"