A new morning!
Breakfast was different this morning. Scrambled eggs, chocolate pancakes, creamy mousse…every thing that she likes. The scent of a strong espresso was cutting the atmosphere. The weather was misty and seemed that it rained the whole night. She poured some cold milk into the black coffee and sipped. “Heavens….” She claimed.
Rose still in her pink fuzzy pajamas yawned lazily across the table. “What? She taunted.
“I meant the coffee…” She bashfully answered.
“Really…”
“Yes, isn’t it obvious?”
Rose blurted, smiling back at her.
She ran her fingers on her lips… she winced… yes, it felt a little burning. It was swollen. “Where is Vlad?”
“Apparently he had some business.” Rose served herself a piece of butter toast and some fruits salad. “But I figured that maybe he is feeling a little bashful to come forth!”