ADRIANNA’S POV

Instead of the dining room, we settled on the bed in the bedroom, eating the pancakes he made despite knowing how messy it could get.

I suggested the idea because I wanted to spend more time close to him in a cozy place, clinging to his protective body like a fortress. At first, he wasn’t okay with it because he was worried about the mattress getting stained but I managed to convince him. Convincing him wasn’t hard at all.

We topped the pancakes with berries and a little bit of jam, and it tasted like heaven. I wouldn’t stop teasing and praising him. During his time as a...