The next morning, Justin woke up to the soft light filtering through the curtains. He stretched and blinked, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on his face. As he turned over, he noticed that Linda was no longer beside him.
"Has she left already?" He muttered to himself as he sat up, glancing around the room, then he saw that her clothes were still there, but she was nowhere to be seen. He climbed out of bed, his bare feet touching the cool floor, and he looked around, puzzled but not alarmed.
As he took a step toward the door, a delicious aroma wafted into his room, making his stomach rumble. The scent of freshly brewed coffee, sizzling bacon, and something sweet filled the air. A smile spread across his face as he realized where Linda must be.
Justin walked toward his small kitchen, the smile on his face growing with each step. He peeked around the corner and saw Linda standing by the stove, her back to him. She was wearing his T-shirt and shorts, her hair tied up in a messy bun. She looked really enticing and beautiful as moved gracefully, flipping pancakes and tending to the bacon with ease.
He couldn't help but smile wider at the sight. Quietly, he walked up behind her, slipping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. Linda jumped slightly, then relaxed into his embrace, a smile spreading across her face.
"Good morning, sweetheart," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her neck.
"Good morning," Linda replied, her voice warm and cheerful. "I hope you don't mind. I thought I'd make us some breakfast."
"I don't mind at all," Justin said, his voice filled with gratitude and affection. "It smells amazing."
Linda turned her head slightly to look at him, her eyes sparkling. "I wanted to do something nice for you. You've been so wonderful to me."
Justin's heart swelled with emotion. "You're the one who's wonderful," he said, giving her another kiss on the neck.
Linda laughed softly, her cheeks flushing with happiness. "Well, breakfast is almost ready. Why don't you set the table?"
"Of course," Justin said, reluctantly letting go of her to grab some plates and silverware.
As he set the small table in the corner of the kitchen, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and joy. Having Linda here, cooking breakfast together in his modest dormitory, felt perfect. It was a simple moment, but one that he knew he would cherish forever.
Once the table was set, Justin returned to Linda's side, helping her carry the food to the table. They sat down together, their knees touching under the table, and began to eat.
For Justin, this was more than just breakfast. It was a moment of connection and happiness, and it was also a glimpse of what could be a beautiful future with Linda by his side.
As they ate, Linda watched Justin with an eager smile, her eyes filled with anticipation. "How does it taste?" she asked, her voice brimming with excitement.
Justin took a bite of the pancakes, chewing thoughtfully. The food wasn't as delicious as it smelled. The pancakes were a bit too thick, the bacon slightly overcooked, and the coffee a tad too strong. But he knew Linda had put her heart into making breakfast for him. He also understood that Linda, being from a wealthy family, might not have had much experience cooking.
He smiled warmly as he continued to chew, swallowing the food before replying. "It's great, Linda. Really, thank you for doing this," he said with a smile.
Linda's face lit up, her smile widening as she said, "I'm so glad you like it! I was worried it might not turn out well."
Justin reached across the table, taking her hand in his. "You did a wonderful job. It's the thought and effort that count the most. I really appreciate it," he said.
Linda blushed with happiness, thinking her food was genuinely delicious. She felt proud and content, her heart swelling with joy at Justin's words. "I wanted to do something special for you," she said softly. "You've been so kind and supportive."
"You don't have to do anything special," Justin replied, squeezing her hand gently. "Just having you here with me is more than enough."
Linda's eyes sparkled with emotion as she looked at him, feeling a deep connection. "You're amazing, Justin," she said.
As they finished eating, both Justin and Linda stood up, still smiling and chatting. They began to clear the plates, working together seamlessly. Linda gathered the plates and silverware, while Justin brought the glasses and mugs.
With the dishes piled on the counter, Justin couldn't resist any longer. He stepped closer to Linda, and his heart pounded in his chest. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with warmth and curiosity. Without a word, he pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her waist. Their bodies pressed together, and the air between them was charged with anticipation.
Justin's hand gently cupped her cheek, and he leaned in, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. The world seemed to melt away as their kiss deepened, filled with emotion and longing. Linda's arms found their way around his neck, pulling him even closer. They kissed slowly, savoring every moment, every touch, their breaths mingling.
The kiss grew more passionate, and their lips moved in perfect harmony. Justin's hands roamed to her back, holding her tight, while Linda's fingers tangled in his hair. Their hearts raced in unison, each beat echoing their feelings for one another.
Time stood still as they lost themselves in the kiss with a beautiful expression of their newfound connection. The kitchen, the plates, everything else faded into the background. It was just the two of them, sharing a moment of pure and unfiltered romance.
Eventually, they pulled back slightly, their foreheads resting against each other. Both were breathless, their smiles wide and eyes shining with affection.
"Wow," Linda whispered, her voice filled with awe.
"Yeah," Justin agreed softly, still holding her close. "That was... incredible."
Linda nodded, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. "I could get used to this," she said, smiling brightly.
Justin chuckled, his heart feeling lighter than ever. "Me too, Linda. Me too," he muttered with a smile.
Linda pulled back slightly, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of surprise and delight. She hadn't expected Justin to be such a good kisser. The way his lips moved against hers, the gentleness combined with passion, had left her wanting more. She couldn't help but feel an irresistible urge to kiss him again.
"You're... really good at this, Justin," she whispered, a teasing smile playing on her lips.
Justin chuckled, his breath still coming in soft pants. "Thanks, Linda. You're not so bad yourself."
Linda's smile widened, and she felt a flutter of excitement in her chest. Without another word, she gently pulled him closer, and her hands gripped his shirt as she pressed her lips to his once more. This kiss was more urgent, filled with a deeper longing. She poured all her feelings into it, her body pressing against his with a newfound fervor.
Justin responded instantly, his hands sliding up to cradle her face as he kissed her back. The world around them blurred, and all that mattered was the connection they shared in that moment. Their lips moved together in perfect harmony, exploring, tasting, and savoring each other.
Linda's fingers roamed through Justin's hair, pulling him even closer, not wanting to let go. The kiss intensified, and their movements became more passionate. She felt her heart race as she lost herself in the sensation, in the warmth and comfort of Justin's embrace.
Justin's hands moved to her waist, pulling her flush against him. He could feel the rapid beat of her heart against his chest, matching his own.
Minutes seemed to stretch into eternity as they kissed, each moment more intoxicating than the last. When they finally broke apart, both were breathless, their faces flushed with heat and excitement. Linda looked into Justin's eyes, seeing the same desire reflected back at her.
"I could do this all day," Linda confessed, her voice soft and filled with longing.
Justin smiled, his thumb gently caressing her cheek. "So could I," he replied.
They stayed close, their foreheads resting together, sharing a silent understanding. The intensity of their connection was undeniable, and both knew that this was just the beginning of something extraordinary.
The morning light streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over them as they stood in the kitchen, wrapped in each other's arms.
As Justin and Linda stood in the warm embrace of each other, lost in the moment, a sudden ringing interrupted the silence. Linda's phone, lying on the small kitchen counter, vibrated with an incoming call.
Linda reluctantly pulled away from Justin, giving him an apologetic smile. "I should get that," she said.
Justin nodded, watching her as she walked to the room to pick up her phone. She saw the caller ID and frowned. Her brother Kendrick's name flashed on the screen.
With a sigh, she answered the call. "What do you want, Kendrick?" She asked.
"Where are you?" Kendrick demanded, his voice sharp and impatient.
Linda rolled her eyes and replied, "Where I am is none of your business,. Kendrick."
"Linda, this is serious. Why didn't you come home last night?" Kendrick asked, sounding angry.
"Why do you care? Why did you call?" she retorted, her frustration evident in her tone.
There was a brief pause before Kendrick's voice softened slightly. "Dad and Mum have returned. They're waiting for you at home," he said.
Linda's heart skipped a beat. Their parents had been away on a business trip for weeks, and she hadn't expected them back so soon. She glanced back towards the kitchen where Justin was waiting.
"I'll be there soon," she said, her voice more composed.
Kendrick sounded relieved. "Good. Just hurry up," he replied.
Linda ended the call and took a moment to gather herself. She knew she had to go, but she wasn't ready to leave Justin yet. She walked back to the kitchen, where Justin was standing, concern etched on his face.
"My parents are back," she explained, trying to keep her voice steady. "I have to go home."
Justin nodded understandingly. "Do you want me to drive you?"
Linda shook her head. "No, it's okay. I can drive myself. But thank you for offering," she replied.
Justin nodded, giving her a supportive smile. "Alright. Drive safely," he said with a smile.
Linda returned his smile, feeling a mix of gratitude and affection. "I will. Thank you for everything, Justin."
She immediately picked her dress and went to the bathroom to change. After changing, she came back to the room and grabbed her keys, then she headed to the door.
As she reached the door, she paused to give Justin one last, lingering kiss. "I'll call you later," she promised.
"Alright," Justin replied with a smile.
Justin watched her go, his heart swelling with a mix of pride and concern. As Linda drove away, he couldn't help but feel that their relationship had just entered a new, more serious phase.
As Justin shut the door, he went to sit on the bed. He picked up his phone from the bedstand and saw several missed calls from his ex-girlfriend, Stella. He then realized that his phone had been on silent mode throughout the night.
Kendrick scoffed and dropped his phone back on the bedstand. Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door. He thought it was Alex knocking, but when he opened the door, he was surprised to see Stella.
"Hey, Justin," she greeted with a smile, and Justin couldn't help but wonder why she came to see him.
The next morning, Justin woke up to the soft light filtering through the curtains. He stretched and blinked, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on his face. As he turned over, he noticed that Linda was no longer beside him.
"Has she left already?" He muttered to himself as he sat up, glancing around the room, then he saw that her clothes were still there, but she was nowhere to be seen. He climbed out of bed, his bare feet touching the cool floor, and he looked around, puzzled but not alarmed.
As he took a step toward the door, a delicious aroma wafted into his room, making his stomach rumble. The scent of freshly brewed coffee, sizzling bacon, and something sweet filled the air. A smile spread across his face as he realized where Linda must be.
Justin walked toward his small kitchen, the smile on his face growing with each step. He peeked around the corner and saw Linda standing by the stove, her back to him. She was wearing his T-shirt and shorts, her hair tied up in a messy bun. She looked really enticing and beautiful as moved gracefully, flipping pancakes and tending to the bacon with ease.
He couldn't help but smile wider at the sight. Quietly, he walked up behind her, slipping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. Linda jumped slightly, then relaxed into his embrace, a smile spreading across her face.
"Good morning, sweetheart," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her neck.
"Good morning," Linda replied, her voice warm and cheerful. "I hope you don't mind. I thought I'd make us some breakfast."
"I don't mind at all," Justin said, his voice filled with gratitude and affection. "It smells amazing."
Linda turned her head slightly to look at him, her eyes sparkling. "I wanted to do something nice for you. You've been so wonderful to me."
Justin's heart swelled with emotion. "You're the one who's wonderful," he said, giving her another kiss on the neck.
Linda laughed softly, her cheeks flushing with happiness. "Well, breakfast is almost ready. Why don't you set the table?"
"Of course," Justin said, reluctantly letting go of her to grab some plates and silverware.
As he set the small table in the corner of the kitchen, he couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment and joy. Having Linda here, cooking breakfast together in his modest dormitory, felt perfect. It was a simple moment, but one that he knew he would cherish forever.
Once the table was set, Justin returned to Linda's side, helping her carry the food to the table. They sat down together, their knees touching under the table, and began to eat.
For Justin, this was more than just breakfast. It was a moment of connection and happiness, and it was also a glimpse of what could be a beautiful future with Linda by his side.
As they ate, Linda watched Justin with an eager smile, her eyes filled with anticipation. "How does it taste?" she asked, her voice brimming with excitement.
Justin took a bite of the pancakes, chewing thoughtfully. The food wasn't as delicious as it smelled. The pancakes were a bit too thick, the bacon slightly overcooked, and the coffee a tad too strong. But he knew Linda had put her heart into making breakfast for him. He also understood that Linda, being from a wealthy family, might not have had much experience cooking.
He smiled warmly as he continued to chew, swallowing the food before replying. "It's great, Linda. Really, thank you for doing this," he said with a smile.
Linda's face lit up, her smile widening as she said, "I'm so glad you like it! I was worried it might not turn out well."
Justin reached across the table, taking her hand in his. "You did a wonderful job. It's the thought and effort that count the most. I really appreciate it," he said.
Linda blushed with happiness, thinking her food was genuinely delicious. She felt proud and content, her heart swelling with joy at Justin's words. "I wanted to do something special for you," she said softly. "You've been so kind and supportive."
"You don't have to do anything special," Justin replied, squeezing her hand gently. "Just having you here with me is more than enough."
Linda's eyes sparkled with emotion as she looked at him, feeling a deep connection. "You're amazing, Justin," she said.
As they finished eating, both Justin and Linda stood up, still smiling and chatting. They began to clear the plates, working together seamlessly. Linda gathered the plates and silverware, while Justin brought the glasses and mugs.
With the dishes piled on the counter, Justin couldn't resist any longer. He stepped closer to Linda, and his heart pounded in his chest. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with warmth and curiosity. Without a word, he pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her waist. Their bodies pressed together, and the air between them was charged with anticipation.
Justin's hand gently cupped her cheek, and he leaned in, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. The world seemed to melt away as their kiss deepened, filled with emotion and longing. Linda's arms found their way around his neck, pulling him even closer. They kissed slowly, savoring every moment, every touch, their breaths mingling.
The kiss grew more passionate, and their lips moved in perfect harmony. Justin's hands roamed to her back, holding her tight, while Linda's fingers tangled in his hair. Their hearts raced in unison, each beat echoing their feelings for one another.
Time stood still as they lost themselves in the kiss with a beautiful expression of their newfound connection. The kitchen, the plates, everything else faded into the background. It was just the two of them, sharing a moment of pure and unfiltered romance.
Eventually, they pulled back slightly, their foreheads resting against each other. Both were breathless, their smiles wide and eyes shining with affection.
"Wow," Linda whispered, her voice filled with awe.
"Yeah," Justin agreed softly, still holding her close. "That was... incredible."
Linda nodded, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. "I could get used to this," she said, smiling brightly.
Justin chuckled, his heart feeling lighter than ever. "Me too, Linda. Me too," he muttered with a smile.
Linda pulled back slightly, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of surprise and delight. She hadn't expected Justin to be such a good kisser. The way his lips moved against hers, the gentleness combined with passion, had left her wanting more. She couldn't help but feel an irresistible urge to kiss him again.
"You're... really good at this, Justin," she whispered, a teasing smile playing on her lips.
Justin chuckled, his breath still coming in soft pants. "Thanks, Linda. You're not so bad yourself."
Linda's smile widened, and she felt a flutter of excitement in her chest. Without another word, she gently pulled him closer, and her hands gripped his shirt as she pressed her lips to his once more. This kiss was more urgent, filled with a deeper longing. She poured all her feelings into it, her body pressing against his with a newfound fervor.
Justin responded instantly, his hands sliding up to cradle her face as he kissed her back. The world around them blurred, and all that mattered was the connection they shared in that moment. Their lips moved together in perfect harmony, exploring, tasting, and savoring each other.
Linda's fingers roamed through Justin's hair, pulling him even closer, not wanting to let go. The kiss intensified, and their movements became more passionate. She felt her heart race as she lost herself in the sensation, in the warmth and comfort of Justin's embrace.
Justin's hands moved to her waist, pulling her flush against him. He could feel the rapid beat of her heart against his chest, matching his own.
Minutes seemed to stretch into eternity as they kissed, each moment more intoxicating than the last. When they finally broke apart, both were breathless, their faces flushed with heat and excitement. Linda looked into Justin's eyes, seeing the same desire reflected back at her.
"I could do this all day," Linda confessed, her voice soft and filled with longing.
Justin smiled, his thumb gently caressing her cheek. "So could I," he replied.
They stayed close, their foreheads resting together, sharing a silent understanding. The intensity of their connection was undeniable, and both knew that this was just the beginning of something extraordinary.
The morning light streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over them as they stood in the kitchen, wrapped in each other's arms.
As Justin and Linda stood in the warm embrace of each other, lost in the moment, a sudden ringing interrupted the silence. Linda's phone, lying on the small kitchen counter, vibrated with an incoming call.
Linda reluctantly pulled away from Justin, giving him an apologetic smile. "I should get that," she said.
Justin nodded, watching her as she walked to the room to pick up her phone. She saw the caller ID and frowned. Her brother Kendrick's name flashed on the screen.
With a sigh, she answered the call. "What do you want, Kendrick?" She asked.
"Where are you?" Kendrick demanded, his voice sharp and impatient.
Linda rolled her eyes and replied, "Where I am is none of your business,. Kendrick."
"Linda, this is serious. Why didn't you come home last night?" Kendrick asked, sounding angry.
"Why do you care? Why did you call?" she retorted, her frustration evident in her tone.
There was a brief pause before Kendrick's voice softened slightly. "Dad and Mum have returned. They're waiting for you at home," he said.
Linda's heart skipped a beat. Their parents had been away on a business trip for weeks, and she hadn't expected them back so soon. She glanced back towards the kitchen where Justin was waiting.
"I'll be there soon," she said, her voice more composed.
Kendrick sounded relieved. "Good. Just hurry up," he replied.
Linda ended the call and took a moment to gather herself. She knew she had to go, but she wasn't ready to leave Justin yet. She walked back to the kitchen, where Justin was standing, concern etched on his face.
"My parents are back," she explained, trying to keep her voice steady. "I have to go home."
Justin nodded understandingly. "Do you want me to drive you?"
Linda shook her head. "No, it's okay. I can drive myself. But thank you for offering," she replied.
Justin nodded, giving her a supportive smile. "Alright. Drive safely," he said with a smile.
Linda returned his smile, feeling a mix of gratitude and affection. "I will. Thank you for everything, Justin."
She immediately picked her dress and went to the bathroom to change. After changing, she came back to the room and grabbed her keys, then she headed to the door.
As she reached the door, she paused to give Justin one last, lingering kiss. "I'll call you later," she promised.
"Alright," Justin replied with a smile.
Justin watched her go, his heart swelling with a mix of pride and concern. As Linda drove away, he couldn't help but feel that their relationship had just entered a new, more serious phase.
As Justin shut the door, he went to sit on the bed. He picked up his phone from the bedstand and saw several missed calls from his ex-girlfriend, Stella. He then realized that his phone had been on silent mode throughout the night.
Kendrick scoffed and dropped his phone back on the bedstand. Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door. He thought it was Alex knocking, but when he opened the door, he was surprised to see Stella.
"Hey, Justin," she greeted with a smile, and Justin couldn't help but wonder why she came to see him.