Good Morning

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I wiggle out of Anthony's grip and tip toe across the room.

Its 8:30 and I decided I'd make Anthony breakfast.

I knew he would wake up once he felt around only to find I'm not there.

I slide into my fuzzy slippers and don't worry about putting on any pajama pants, Anthony's sweatshirt is long enough. I open the door and tip toe down the hall and downstairs.

I grab the eggs from the fridge and place them on the counter as I rummage through the kitchen for my other supplies. I crack the eggs in a bowl and mix the ingredients. I pour the eggs into the pan and hear footsteps in the upstairs hall.

A minute later he comes into the kitchen and I feel his arms around my waist.

"Good morning." He whispers in my ear.

"Good morning." I whisper and turn my head to face his lips and lean in for a kiss.

"I guess I can't sleep if you're not there."

"I guess not. But I made you eggs. Go sit down they're almost done."

"Babe you didn't have to."

"I know. I wanted to." I say handing him his plate. "Go sit down in the dining room, I'll be right in."

He walks into the dining room without putting up a fight. I get us both chocolate milk and walk into the room.

~A.N.~
Ew. It was short. and sappy. And ew. But oh well. Updating the next one in a few minutes.
Stay Beautiful
•xoxo•
~love, Jacqi~

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