AS planned, I spent the night at Gabriel’s condo. The next morning, he was already gone by the time I woke. There was breakfast ready on the dining table and a note:
“Have some breakfast to recharge yourself from our exhausting night. Make yourself at home.”
I smiled as I ate. I’m not sure if Gabriel prepared the food or if he had them delivered. I haven’t stayed with him long enough to know if he can actually cook. I enjoyed the food tremendously and I was planning my day ahead when my phone rang. It was Gabriel calling.
Vanessa: “Hello?”
Gabriel: “Hi baby, have you had breakfast yet?”
Vanessa: “I’m eating right now. Thank you, it’s so good.”
Gabriel: “I’m glad you like it. It’s from the coffee shop downstairs.”
Vanessa: “Good to know.”
I chuckled as I discovered that Gabriel did
