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Emily POV
Thankfully I was the first one to wake up. Jewls was laying on the floor and had grabbed one of the pillows. I couldn't remember when she had stopped leaning against me. I uncurled myself from Jamie and went to make breakfast. It wasn't until I opened the fridge that I remembered that we literally had no food. I rifled through our cupboards to see if we at least had instant pancake mix. We had every kind of mix except pancake mix. It figures we would run out of food the one night I needed to play a good host. I grabbed my keys and ran across the street to Nate's and Sarah's apartment. It was still pretty early so I didn't have to worry about any traffic in the street.
I took the elevator up this time, remembering what happened last night. Once I got to their door I just used my key. If they weren't up I could leave a note. I got into the kitchen and saw Sarah drinking coffee at the table.
"Is everything ok?"
I froze; I was caught. "Yeah." I gulped. How was I going to explain this, "I need breakfast food. I have no food in my house."
She pointed to the fridge, "Everything you'll need is in there." She just smiled.
I grabbed the eggs, some peppers, ham and cheese. Then I turned to grab coffee and orange juice. When I had all this in a bag I turned back to Sarah, "Thanks."
"I take it the date went well."
I just knew she was going to say something, "Yup."
She waited for me to say more. "I don't get any details?"
I shook my head, "Our clothes stayed on all night."
"Oh so something did happen!"
I shook my head again, "No time! They could wake up any minute!"
She shooed me out of her door, "Well go then! What are you waiting for?"
We both laughed and I ran back to my apartment. I was surprised I hadn't seen any of her kids or Nate; Nate had probably kept them up late so he could spend as much time with them as posssible. I turned the stove on and put the orange juice in the fridge. Within ten minutes I had made two plates with omelets, and was making the third.
Jamie POV
I fell asleep with Emily curled against me, my arm around her shoulders, and Julia leaning against her. The only thought I had before I fell asleep was that this was great.
This morning I woke up and Julia was on the floor with a pillow and Emily was nowhere to be found. I put the blanket that was on the back of the couch on Julia and went in search of Emily.
I headed towards the kitchen. Immediately I smelled omelets, and melted cheese. My stomach rumbled and thanked God that Emily knew how to cook. Could this woman get any better?
I went in and sat on the stools we were on last night and watched her cook. She munched on cut up peppers while she cooked. Occasionally she would move to flip the omelet or to take a sip of her orange juice. She passed by me once and I heard her humming to herself. I finally cleared my throat so she would hear me. Instantly she turned around, moved back, and had a steak knife pointed at me. I held my hand up in a defensive position and stayed where I was. "It's just me Emily. You're okay."
She gave me a wane smile and put the knife down, "Sorry. You scared me. I thought you were still asleep."
I moved towards her and turned the stove off. "The omelet's going to burn."
Emily POV
"Oh." He was really close to me; the closest he's ever been. He leaned in and I looked straight at him. We were the same height. He moved me against the counter and leaned in a little more.
"How long do you think Julia will sleep for?"
"What?" That was not what I wanted him to ask.
"How long?" He instisted.
"At least until the coffee's done. And I haven't even put it on yet."
He smiled, "Good." And he leaned in to kiss me.