Alejandro sluggishly rose out of bed. He ran his fingers through his hair looking at the empty space beside him. "Heather?" He spoke softly. He got up, as he started down the stairs the smell of bacon and pancakes filled the halls. Alejandro closed his eyes and followed the smell. Heather stood at the stove making scrambled eggs, his favorite kind of eggs. He walked behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Good morning beautiful."
"Morning, what took you so long to get up?" Her gaze didn't move from the pan.
"I didn't feel you next to me, I had to come find you mi amor."
"I'm not going anywhere." She turned and kissed his cheek.
"Mmm~ What are you making?" He nuzzled her neck.
"Eggs, Bacon, and your favorite kind of eggs."
"Scrambled?"
"You know it."
"Well, lets not burn the house down. I'll be back, let me know when it's ready."
"Will do babe." Alejandro kissed her cheek and went back upstairs to get dressed.
