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I wokeup the next morning with an empty day ahead of me. Jeremy, the new shop manager, had the day covered which meant I got to spend the whole day with Lennox.
I rolled over to face her, but she was gone. I sat upright with my heart racing.
Where is she? She’s always here when I wake up.
“Good morning, babe.” She walked into the bedroom fully clothed and handed me a cup of coffee.
“What are you doing up so early?” I took the coffee she handed me and took a small sip.
“We have a lot of wedding stuff to do today. We need to get a jump on the day. Get a shower and I will make us some breakfast before we go.”
I sat my coffee down on the bedside table. “You’re cooking breakfast?” I eyed her.
She turned facing me with her hand on her hip. “Yes, I’m cooking. Now go take your shower.”
Twenty minutes later, I walked down the stairs to the smell of bacon and something sweet.
“The house isn’t on fire, that’s a good sign,” I teased.
Lennox glared at me before setting two plates on the island. I was almost scared to look, thinking I would see a mess of burnt food. I forced my eyes down to see perfectly cooked bacon and french toast.
I felt my eyes grow wide as my eyebrows rose. “Did you cook this?” I pointed to my plate as I moved around the island to sit down.
She smacked me on the arm as she passed by me, taking her seat. “Yes, I cooked it. Where else would it have come from? Sit down and eat.” She passed me the syrup and I took my seat next to her.
She wasn’t big on cooking, so I was a little worried that I would take a big bite and it would taste like kitty litter or something. I smothered the french toast in syrup and cut off a small bite.
She watched me like I would try slipping the food under the table to feed the dog we didn’t have. I placed the bite in my mouth and slowly chewed, waiting to die.
The french toast was actually really good, better than mine even. She watched as a smile appeared across my face.
“Is it good?” she asked. Her voice was full of excitement.
I nodded while taking a bigger bite. “Yeah, it’s amazing. When did you learn to cook this?”
She rolled her eyes. “It’s not that hard, Mason. Seriously, you act like I can’t even boil water.”
I placed my fork on my plate and picked up my glass of orange juice to take a drink. “I’ve seen you boil water. You boiled the pan dry.”
“You’re never going to let that go, are you?” She let out a ragged breath and shook her head before digging into her own food.
Lennox mademe call Dane and Trent so they could meet us at the dress store to get measured for our tuxes.
She sat back laughing at us while we all complained about trying on uncomfortable clothes, well, everyone but Dane.
“We’re supposed to wear this all night?” Trent asked.
“Yes,” Lennox answered.
“I don’t know what you’re complaining about,” Dane said checking himself out in the mirror. “I think it makes me look cool. I’m like fucking James Bond in this bitch.” He pulled on his lapels.
“I didn’t think of it that way.” Trent joined Dane at the mirror. “Do I look like James Bond?”
Dane looked at him before he scoffed. “Fuck no. I’m James Bond. You’re more like Pee-wee Herman.” He laughed.
Trent looked pissed off for taking the bait. He looked at Dane, before turning and walking away.
Lennox sat watching the exchange, quietly laughing to herself.
