Ethan

The sweet smell of waffles and the sound of sizzling bacon pulls me out of my sleep, sitting up I look next to me to an empty spot. Smiling I get out of bed heading to the kitchen. What a sight, standing at the entrance I watch as Ethan pours orange juice in a glass and places it on a tray. He's making me breakfast, how did I get to be so lucky that an amazing guy like Ethan stands in my kitchen making me breakfast?

As he's cooking and dancing to the music he spins around ...