Jameson
I woke-up during the early afternoon hours, but Savannah was nowhere in sight. I could feel her peaceful emotions, so I knew there was no reason to be worried and took my time climbing out of bed.
After pulling on a pair of dark blue shorts and a black t-shirt, I joined Savannah in the kitchen, where she was standing in front of the stove. As quietly as possible, I walked up behind Savannah, then I wrapped my arms around her slim waist and kissed the back of her neck.
Right away, she leaned back against me and cheerfully stated, “Lunch is almost ready.”
I snuggled my face against the side of her neck and mumbled, “It smells amazing.”
Savannah continued to stir what looked like baked beans with cut up hot dogs, but it was darker than the baked beans I was u
