Mornings normally signified new beginnings and fresh opportunities, a chance to make something of oneself but not for Jessie, not when she woke on this very morning with a heavy chest and a disturbed mind. Why did this morning seem to suck all of her energy, why did she feel like something bad was about to happen? Worse, it was cold were Jason lay, she woke alone. Feeling even more depressed she got out of her room to find some comfort food, but nothing had to enter her mouth for her to comforted, he wasn't gone yet.
"You're awake" he stated with a smile "come. Sit. Eat." Jason ordered, it was impossible not to melt at the sight of this wonderful man in an apron whisking batter.
"What is this?" She asked as she followed his lead, letting their entwined fingers take her to a stool.
"Food?"
Unable to stop the retort she rolled her eyes but as she opened her mouth to finish the gesture with words befitting she changed her mind. "This is nice."
