Chapter 21
Peyton
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WHEN I WOKE up the next morning, it was to the smell of something delicious cooking. Noticing Dom wasn’t in bed next to me, I got up and put on a robe. When I stepped into the kitchen, I found him in front of the stove, making breakfast.
“Wow, it smells wonderful in here,” I said, moving next to him.
“I hope you don’t mind. I was starving and figured you’d be hungry, too. I hope you like eggs and hash browns,” he said, flipping some of them over.
My stomach growled as I stared down at the two pans on the stove. One contained a giant, cheesy-looking omelet, and in the other were the hash browns.
“It looks amazing. But, I didn’t have any of these ingredients. Did you go shopping?”
He grinned. “Yeah, I woke up at seven. I noticed your refrigerator was a litt
