Chapter 56: A Perfect Day (Henry POV)

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I open my eyes.

Were we so tired last night? We both fell asleep in each other's arms, which was nice, but we just fell out. I didn't think we were that tired but this was the first time we'd really relaxed in some time. There was nothing scheduled in the near future. There were no deadlines. The relief must have taken us down.

My ears hear food cooking and I inhale deeply. I smell steak....steak and eggs! With...uh...biscuits..and coffee? YES!

"Babe?" I call out to her, a question in my voice.

"Hey, hon, it's ready!"

I roll out of bed and am greeted by Kal, who is being his puppy version of adorable.

"Alright, ol' boy, you'll get scraps," I whisper down to him as he weighs my feet down

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"Alright, ol' boy, you'll get scraps," I whisper down to him as he weighs my feet down. He pops up like a daisy and I head to the dining area just as she is coming out of the kitchen. "She's corrupted you."

"What?" she asks with a raise of an eyebrow. "Who's corrupted who?"

"Ah, nothing," I shrug, seeing breakfast.

"Oh, because I thought you might be talking about how Luna gets smoked salmon for no reason," she teases

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"Oh, because I thought you might be talking about how Luna gets smoked salmon for no reason," she teases. "she's definitely corrupted you, babe."

"Wow, love, this is...great," I smile down at it as she brings juice, coffee and water. "Where's yours?"

"I'll get it."

"I'll wait."

Her eyes widen and she goes and gets her plate as well...after cooking her eggs. I was not going to sit and eat without her after she cooked everything. This was something I was going to keep in mind always. She wasn't a waitress or cook, she was my...going to be...someday would be...had to be...

"Henry?"

"Huh?"

"You alright?"

"Yeah," I said quickly. "yeah, just..." She sits down next to me, frowning and watching me. "waiting on you, babe." I look down. "Hold it!"

 "Hold it!"

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