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Not long after our tongues start to dance to the rhythm of her heart, someone clears their throat, groaning I pull away.
“What?” I growl, turning around to see Xavior with his arms crossed over his chest and my father behind him.
“I’m about to cook breakfast, sit down and shut up. Whatever you have to say can wait till after we all eat.” I growl out.
I turn away and kiss the little bunny on the head and start grabbing out mixing bowls and a pan. After putting all the ingredients into the bigger bowl, I hand it to her.
“Mix.” I tell her before turning and grabbing eggs and bacon out of the fridge, to start on the cast iron griddle that stays on the stove top.
Turning the knobs for the front and back burners on the left side, the flames burst to life, and I get started laying the b
