I stretched every muscle, luxuriating in the soft sheets and the late hour. I could smell breakfast cooking, and thought once more how Devon was going to ruin me for other men. I was about to get up and seek out the source of the wonderful smells when Devon entered the room with a tray full of delicious-looking food. I moaned as he placed a slice of perfectly cooked bacon into my mouth, crispy and savory.
“Mm nber eavg.”
“Huh?” He laughed at my attempt to talk with my mouth full. I swallowed my bounty and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
“I’m never leaving. Screw my Uncle Barry’s place. I’ll take bacon over beer any day of the week.” I snatched up another piece and crunched happily.
“Yeah, well, it’s a bit early for a Budweiser.”
“Hey, it’s almost noon.”
“I’m talking about three ye
