"Forgodsake, Daniel! Do you really have to say it out loud in the kitchen?"
He laughed at me, finally detaching himself as I gave him a warning stare.
"Why did you get up so early?" He shoved a piece of bacon in his mouth.
I smiled and turned off the stove.
"Because I want to cook breakfast for you. I cooked bacon, sausage and pancakes with maple syrup. I also prepared an apple juice and----what?" I stopped instantly when I noticed that he's staring at me with a smile plastered on his lips.
He shook his head and took a step forward before pulling me into an embrace.
"I didn't realize how lucky I am until I married you."
I bit my lip as the excitement filled me. "Really? But that's not what you said when you saw me at the coffee for the first time. And I remembered one time you screamed on my face that I wasn't your type and I will never be your type. So, what happened?" I patter his back.
