WAY 03. "I made your favourite."
The smell of coffee wafting through the room stirred Eve from her sleep. Blinking her eyes open, she smiled when she saw a familiar face hovering close to hers. Flynn gave her a small kiss before leaning back on the arm propped up on the pillow beside her.
"Good morning," he greeted happily.
"Morning," she replied sleepily. Stretching, Eve slowly sat up on the bed. "You're up early."
"I wanted to get breakfast ready," he chuckled. Flynn sat up as well and rolled off the bed. "Don't go anywhere!"
Eve watched in amusement as he ran out of the room. She wiggled backwards on her bed and propped her pillows so she could lean against the headboard. Flynn walked in, balancing a full tray in each hand. He carefully set both down on the bed.
"I made your favourite," he grinned as he moved a tray over her and extended its legs so that the loaded tray stood by itself over Eve. "Fluffy pancakes and a non-fat triple-shot latte."
Eve couldn't help but smile. She watched Flynn climb back into bed and carefully placed his tray over him. He gave her a grin before tucking into his food.
Eve leant over to him and kissed Flynn on his cheek. "Thank you for this, Flynn."
Putting down his utensils, Flynn took her hand and kissed the back of it. "Any time, Eve."