39. Mia
Instead of arguing with me, Jeremy just walks over to the kitchen, then remerges with a large flat, white plate. On it is a heap of small, round, golden waffles surrounded by portions of greasy looking, grilled chicken chucks, purple berries, grilled bananas, sunny-side-ups, bacon stripes, avocado slices, strawberries, and two sets of dips. One is a ranch while the other is the honey-garlic sauce used in grilling the chicken and bananas.
The moment I see it, my stomach rumbles. Luckily, it's low and the sound doesn't carry to the kitchen.
Seeing the surprise on my face, Jeremy is ecstatic. He walks over proudly, his grin wide.
“I know you like waffles and grilled chicken. I stole some marinated chicken breasts from Smith's freezer, added some ripe bananas to it and grilled i
