Kayla's POV
I woke up feeling incredible. The twins still had me wrapped up between them, and I didn't want to move — but nature had other ideas. I carefully lifted their arms and slipped out, padding to the bathroom.
I looked at myself in the mirror for a long moment. For the first time in a very long time, I actually saw myself. I decided to shower. The boys were still sleeping when I got dressed — gray sweatpants, black tank top, wet hair in a ponytail. It was still early, no need to be fully put together. I kissed them both on the forehead and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
I had the kitchen to myself, which was exactly what I wanted. I put on some music and got to work — scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, grits, and French toast. As I cooked, my thoughts drifted to the night before
