The morning sun filtered through the kitchen windows, and I stretched lazily, my body still humming from the day before, every muscle deliciously sore, and every nerve ending alive with the memory of Alex's touch. We'd barely slept after that intense session in the shower, tumbling into his bed for more rounds of heated exploration until the early hours.
Now, wearing nothing but one of his oversized t-shirts that barely skimmed my thighs, I padded barefoot into the kitchen, the cool tile floor sending a shiver up my spine.
Alex was already there, looking every bit the domestic god in just a pair of loose gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips, revealing the V-shaped cut of his abs. His broad back was to me as he rummaged through the fridge, pulling out eggs, bacon, and some fresh fru
