I was just upstairs when I could smell the breakfast Wyatt was cooking. I went straight to the kitchen and folded my arms in the distance when I saw his figure. He didn't have any clothes on but he was wearing an apron, he had his back to me so I could freely examine his wide back.
When he turned to face me I blinked and quickly averted my gaze. "Hey wife, you sit down." He said with a smile so I frowned.
"Wife your face." I said and frowned to sit on the high chair.
He just grinned and sighed. "I wa just practicing, how rude.." He complained and put the dishes he had cooked on the plate.
I secretly laughed and blew some air. As he walked closer he was carrying fried eggs, bacon and sausages. He laid it down on the countertop and went back to the kitchen.
I smelled them an
