Declan stood quietly by the stove, the soft hum of sizzling bacon and gentle aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the kitchen. Sunlight poured through the sheer curtains, bathing the room in a golden glow. He glanced back at the doorway with a tender smile as Nita entered, her hair still tousled from their passionate night.
"Good morning," Declan greeted her softly, eyes warm with affection. "I thought you might like breakfast."
Nita returned his smile, her heart fluttering at the sight of him standing there in sweatpants and a casual T-shirt, effortlessly handsome. She wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, pressing her cheek against his back. "You're spoiling me," she murmured happily.
He turned around, cupping her face gently and placing a tender kiss on her lips. "You dese
