#44 Chef Harry

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CHEF HARRY

"I forgot, is it soft or crispy bacon that you like?" Harry asks me as I make my way into the kitchen. Despite being half asleep, the faint sound of sizzling and the smell of breakfast foods don't go unnoticed by my senses. It wasn't often he cooked for us, but every time he does it's amazing. 

"Crispy," I inform him. After giving his cheek a chaste kiss, I go sit on a barstool. I then rest my elbows on the granite in front of me. Last night was exhausting. Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with my family, but my body didn't appreciate being at my parents house for nearly five hours.

All I can say is that one event led to another. One minute we were eating dinner, the next we were playing cards and somewhere along the line we took a journey down memory lane.

My mom brought up the time we spent the night in our SUV in Arizona. What happened was that my my dad thought we could make it through a whole town nearly on E. We ended up stopping and creating makeshift beds. There was no way we could've made it to a gas station. Let's just say that's one of the many scary events we've experienced as a family. 

"Hey, come taste this, baby," Harry tells me. Obliging, I hop out of my seat and trudge to where he was preparing everything. "Open your mouth," he instructs. I do and he puts a forkful of eggs in it. All I can do is hum in satisfaction. They're delicious. "So I take it they're good." He smiles at my reaction.

Still swallowing, I give him two thumbs up. "You've outdone yourself, chef Harry," I tease. He chuckles, the adorable dimples I love appearing. "Need help with anything?" I offer.

"Yes, actually. Can you just get us plates, utensils, and napkins?" He says and I nod. "And maybe kiss me." His expression changes to a hopeful one.

I lean forward, but stop when our lips are merely brushing. "What's the magic word, chef?" I ask, making him groan. The next thing I know he's connecting our lips in a sweet kiss.

"Please," he breathes.

End of imagine. Thanks for reading!

Just a quickie because I'm not feeling well.

I also wanted to say rest in peace to music legend Prince. He will be missed by his friends, family and millions of fans around the world.

~1nfinityDreamer~

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