The night ends well a warm and delicious dinner shared by the mother and son tandem. Yve's meetings also went well that night and the company's fully ready for their next project the following day.
The following morning, Yve wakes up late and misses her breakfast. It's about lunch when she finally gets off their bed with a hungry stomach.
"Why didn't you wake me? I'm so famished now." Yve pouts as she sits on the man's lap even if the latter was working and reading some papers.
Vince kisses her on the forehead before greeting her,
"Good noon, my Queen. I tried to wake you up to eat your breakfast but you said you wanted to sleep more."
"Oh. So do we have anything for lunch?"
"I can whip up something real quick. What do you want?" Vince asks his wife and puts the papers on top of his desk to caress Yve's waist.
"Just prepare some sandwich."
