Tommy's POV

I woke up with no sudden movements as I usually did. The house was calm, and I could smell a sweet scent of bacon coming from down the hall. My arms tightened around a pillow that suddenly made me realize Adam wasn't next to me anymore. I yawned, hearing a quiet humming noise coming from where the delicious smell was coming from. Who was humming? And who was cooking? It couldn't be Adam because he definitely doesn't cook.

I pushed myself up from the soft, warm sheets, moaning, putting on my boxers, and stumbling a little towards the door. I glanced back at the bed, smiling a little bit. It reminded me of last night, even though Adam and I hadn't slept together in the BED, it still reminded me of the fun. And I wouldn't call it sex. I would call it making love. Because Adam and I love each other. Well, I love Adam. And I suspect he loves me too, right? I mean, it's not like he actually moved on, right? I hope not…

I sighed, the small smile fading from my lips. It's not fun to think about Adam not loving me anymore. Just try to keep your mind off of it, Tommy…

I made my way to the end of the hall, meeting the archway that had a small bright light shining through. I saw a figure standing at the stove and he was humming. It sounded so beautiful. I almost melted. Walking over to Adam, I wrapped my arms around his waist, making him jump a little. I giggled, and he turned around in my arm, pecking me on the lips lightly. My heart fluttered at just the slightest touch of his lips. And it always would.

"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered to me. I kissed his lips again, mumbling something into them that could have been a "good morning" back. I pushed myself against his body, running my hands up to his head and wrapping them around his neck.

"Tommy," he mumbled against my lips. "I made you breakfast." I kept kissing him harder, not letting him even take a breath. Our breathing got faster, more like panting now.

"You're my breakfast," I said and he laughed, lifting me up by my hips and placing me on the island behind me. My legs were spread apart, his in between them. My fingers tangled in his hair as he let his tongue fall from his mouth and graze my bottom lip. I gave him entrance and he immediately took control of my mouth. I didn't really mind though. I dominated last night, so it's only fair to let him have some dominance this time, right?

Moaning, I was starting to feel something forming in my underwear. I didn't mind it though. As long as I had Adam to fix it for me…

Suddenly a ringing came into my ears and I no longer felt myself sharing body heat with Adam. What the fuck? I opened my eyes, seeing Adam waving a dishtowel above the pan he had been cooking the bacon in. The small sound of the fire alarm was going off and I could see some smoke. I laughed, hopping off the counter and walking over to where Adam stood at the stove. I turned down the knob on it, making the stove turn off. Adam sighed with relief and I smiled at him.

"Can't cook?" I said, joking around.

Adam frowned, replying with, "I actually can, but you and your adorableness distracted me." He made a cute face, then tapped my nose and started at cleaning up the kitchen.

"So I don't get any breakfast?" I said.

He turned around, smirking. "I'm pretty sure you already got your fill of that. Anyways, you told me that I was what you wanted for breakfast. You got a little sample. Maybe tomorrow you can have the full meal." He winked at me, giving me a seducing look.

My mouth dropped open. "Aw, come on! You can't get me all excited then not let me have ANYTHING!" I frowned, and he laughed again.

"I think I can. Now go get ready because I want to do something today." Damn, he was good. I gave him a dirty look, and folded my arms over my chest.

"Fine." And with that, I was back to the bedroom.

Maybe I could finish for dinner…