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Telling Her

Kaden

The pancakes went a lot faster than I had initially anticipated and, surprisingly, weren’t a complete disaster. That was where I made up time. I had thought I might need to factor in time to scrap one batch and start another.

I plated up my creation, got maple syrup and whipped cream I found in the back of my fridge out after checking it wasn’t expired, and took my girl breakfast in bed. Ember was just starting to stir when I walked in. She did one of those stretches that had earned her nickname and lazily blinked open her eyes. Just like a kitten.

“Are my eyes deceiving me, or is Kaden Marx bringing me breakfast in bed?” She smiled, sitting up with surprise in her eyes.

“Your eyesight is just fine.” I handed over her breakfast, cutlery, and a glass of water. Then I settled in beside her with my own. “If I’d planned this better, there would have been juice. But someone showed up and surprised me last night.”

“Water is perfect,” she told me, leaning over to give me a quick peck
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