I couldn’t help the smile spreading over my face when I saw Zac’s car in the parking space. I wondered where he would be sleeping… hopefully in my bed so I can curl up next to him.
I walked up the porch steps retrieving the keys from my bag and putting them into the lock. I could smell bacon before I even opened the door, but when I did, there he stood, next to the kitchen table wearing my favourite green shirt, black denim jeans and surprisingly dress shoes.
He faced me, letting his eyes wonder my body and he sighs heavily. “Wow,” he huffs, making me smile.
“What is this?” I said eyeing the food on the kitchen table. He had cooked me a complete big breakfast, with pancakes, bacon, mushrooms, eggs… everything. The table was decorated with candles and flowers and I couldn’t help the smi
