I went downstairs into the kitchen where I could smell all the morning goodness of beacon and egg and I think I smell toast as well.
I sat down on the same stool as yesterday a plate was in front of me before I could say anything. "Thank you, " I said before taking a bite. He nodded taking a plate for himself and sitting across from me.
We ate in silence with my thoughts eating at my mind I decided then you talk. "I'm sorry, " I apologize. He stopped eating looking up from his plate.
"What for?" He asked wiping his lips.
"Last night. I shouldn't have..." He interrupted me.
"It's okay you don't have to apologize."
I didn't argue with him leaving my eyes to fall to the table like it's the most interesting thing. My hand was covered with warmth taking my eyes away from the table t
