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Unsure of what she'll prefer, I fill the tray with scrambled eggs and bacon, yogurt, granola, and fresh berries. English muffins and wheat toast. Orange juice, milk and coffee.
She's awake and sitting up against the headboard, wiping the sleep from her eyes, when I return with breakfast in bed.
"How'd I do?" I question, offering her the array of delicacies.
She chuckles and asks, "How many armies are sharing this with us?"
"I wanted to make sure you were well fed before work."
"This is so sweet." She pops a plump blueberry onto her tongue. "You're so sweet, Edward."
A/N: Isn't that better than morning sex? No? Oh, you greedy, greedy readers. Continue...