Ciara

After our intimate moment together, I'd drifted off to sleep. When I'd woken up, Jonathan wasn't by my side on the bed.

Slipping on one of his shirts, I moved out of the bedroom calling out for him. "Jonathan?"

"I'm in here!" His faint and distant voice responds. It seemed to be coming from the kitchen.

On getting to the kitchen, I find Jonathan with an apron around him as he dished out a variety of food on a food tray.

He looked completely breathtaking in the kitchen. "You're ...