The following day, I awoke wrapped in blankets and naked. I was warm even though Jacob wasn’t beside me. I sat up and looked around. The house was quiet. The smell of food was beginning to waft up the stairs into the bedroom. I got up and out of bed. There was a shirt lying on the end of the bed. I quickly pulled it on and then padded downstairs.
I found Jacob leaning over the oven. I smiled, leaning against the fridge and watching him cook for a long moment. He glanced over, a small smile tugging at his lips. He stood straight and turned to me.
“Bri.” It was a whisper filled with emotion. Good emotions, I assumed. “Hi.”
I smiled. “After last night, that’s all you have to say to me?”
He blushed and turned away. “Listen, Bri… about last night….”
My face
