It Smells Like Romance

Samantha

I stirred in bed, feeling a warm hand around my waist. I immediately smiled, remembering the night before.

Russell was probably still sleeping next to me. His hair was nicely ruffled, and his lips in a natural pinkish-red, begging to be kissed.

I went back to sleep peacefully knowing I was in his arms.

About two hours later, I woke up again to the smell of pancakes and bacon. My stomach grumbled making an involuntary m0an escape me.

I got up and made my way toward the kitchen. My eyes went wide as see the unexpected.

Brandon and Kim are sitting on the kitchen island eating pancakes, laughing as Brandon smears his shirt with syrup. But the biggest shocker.

My dad is in the kitchen with Russel, his sleeves rolled up with a pan in hand, ready to flip another pancake while Russell is taking care of the bacon strips.

They're clueless about my presence. My dad talks away making Russell smile. He looks so cute flaunting that smile.

"You have no idea how much fun that day was.