'Is the breakfast ready?"
I ran forward, setting up the table. My mind was in a mess from the previous night and its happenings thereafter that half of an hour my brain cells took daydreaming lessons, running off to some neverland, leaving me no time for my work.
"Sorry, sorry!", apologizing while cleaning the table made Frankie smile.
"Hey, hey, it's fine...I just asked...", he helped along despite my instincts to make him stop.
Just as my body slammed against the kitchen door, his arms felt for me. It held my waist and he kissed my neck at its soft spot softly, making me wince a bit. His cologne spread throughout me like the diffusion power had accelerated all of a sudden.
The spoons had fallen, and little did I realize.
"You woke early?"
I didn't even answer that. My heartbeat w
