Dahnya’s POV:
Levi woke me up early this morning, planting wet kisses around my ears and tickling me until I held my hands up, begging him to stop. He told me that we shouldn’t waste the last day of our weekend under the covers. When I pouted, he reassured me that he would love to spend all day in bed with me for the foreseeable future, but given our predicament...
I took a quick shower to help wake me up, and when I descended the stairs, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and breakfast sausage hit my nose. I inhaled deeply and knew that this special smell — mixed with the cedar logs used to build the cabin and the smoke from the wood-burning stove — would be ingrained in my memory for all eternity.
Abigail stood behind the stove, flipping pancakes. A plate of bacon and breakfast saus
