CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

Kendall

"Wake up, I made breakfast." I heard Lance voice dimly in my sleep. I groaned. "Go away will you." He walked over to the drapes and pulled the cord which sent sunshine into the room. I covered my face with the sheets and mumbled under my breath. "Can you go away? I hate you." He pulled the sheets off my body. "I spent an hour preparing breakfast for you, so don't let me drag you out of bed, tie you up, and force you to eat. This took a lot out of me."

"Why would you prepare breakfast for me? I don't trust you. You don't normally do nice things."

"I don't trust you either, but we slept together right? Moreover, it's a one-time thing"

"In the same bed. We slept in the same bed,Lance. Not together. Huge difference."

"I think it's practically the same thing,Sweetheart. Get dressed, and let's have a peaceful breakfast for once." He leaned over and kissed my cheek before walking out. I cringed at his lips against me.

I dragged myself from the bed and quickly freshened up before going