"Hey, morning."
She greeted me. She stifled a yawn when she saw me cooking. "Why are you cooking?"
"Because I want to?"
"You should've let me instead." She then sat down at the kitchen island.
I scoffed. "You just woke up and you're busy waking up in the middle of the night taking care of your son." I smirked.
"You're right." She yawned again.
"Here." I slid the plate with bacon and eggs towards her.
"Thanks." She muttered. "So how do you start your day today? I mean I have to make real good time with you since you'll be gone next week. Ashton's going to be busy in England for a while." She continued and munched her food.
"I'm hoping to ask another favor from you." She arched her brows questioningly.
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We were sitting inside Sierra's car at the gates of some high school waiting
