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Busy in the kitchen, Sara stood over a stovetop as she ladled batter into a waffle maker while bacon and eggs cooked in separate pans. The food sizzled as she hummed to herself, immersed completely in the task.
My shoulders relaxed at the realization, and I pulled in a deep breath. Like the panic had been tampered out, my wolf settled down too.
Sara really was something special.
When she sensed me there, Sara looked over her shoulder and smiled. “Good morning.”
“Morning,” I returned easily enough, still navigating through the less-than-positive assumptions I had made.
I should’ve known better than to assume she would stoop to my level. She was better than me in so many ways.
“I hope you’re hungry,” she said, closing the lid of the waffle maker.
“Starving.”
That radiant smile of hers could’ve competed with the sun itself. “There’s coffee in the machine if you want some.”
Not needing to be told twice, I made my way over and poured myself a mug.
Something about the small gestures made me feel at peace. There was no rush and no expectations. Only a calm morning as Sara cooked for us both.
It felt normal. Mundane. Almost like we were an actual couple doing what couples do. Even if we hadn’t talked about what we were or what we might become, there was a mutual respect there that put me at ease.
“Alright,” she said after a few minutes. She transferred the food into serving dishes and put them on the island counter. “We have waffles, bacon, eggs, toast, and some fruit. Help yourself.”
She seemed almost ecstatic for the chance to do something so kind and generous, and it made my heart squeeze. Her mind was in the right place. I felt guilty for even assuming she’d leave me alone in her bed.
“You didn’t have to do all this,” I said, reaching for one of the plates. “But don’t get me wrong, I do appreciate it.”
“It was no problem. I … wanted to make up for last night,” she said with a sheepish smile as she took up a stool next to mine.
“You don’t have anything to make up for. I was the jackass,” I said, surprised by how easily the apology came to me. “I’m sorry for taking it out on you.”
Sara shrugged as she poured syrup over her waffles, and a smug smile crossed her face. “I guess it wasn’t that bad.”
Catching on to what she was implying, I snickered. “You’re right about that.”
We both smiled like schoolkids as we ate, and my mind wandered to the night before. How she felt. How she reacted to my touch. The way we both seemed so in sync with one another.
That paired with how easily we seemed to get along again, made me wonder if there was a chance for us to become a real couple. To not have to fake it anymore.
The moment I realized it didn’t sound like a bad idea, I knew I was a goner. There was no coming back from that revelation.
I couldn’t deny how much I cared about her, not after our lovemaking. She was incredible, and I had never met anyone quite like her. Nobody could excite me like she did.
It made me wonder even more about our potential bond.
While it was no secret I wanted her, it was just a matter of finding out if she wanted the same thing.
As much as I wanted to come clean about my intentions, I couldn’t find it within myself to say it right then and there. I wanted to test the waters first, to see where her thoughts lined up with mine.
“I think we might be taking the fake relationship a bit too literally.”
Sara laughed with a hand over her mouth. “I guess we’re just that convincing.”
Despite how hard I tried, I couldn’t quite read her. There was a slight hesitance in her face as if she didn’t want to approach it head-on either. Still, it wasn’t a negative reaction either.
Not knowing frustrated me, but I didn’t want to press. I also couldn’t blame her for a multitude of reasons.
