(Kael POV)
I woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon. I rolled over and realized that I was beside myself in Astrid's bed.
I stretched and looked at the clock on Astrid's nightstand. It was 12:30 in the afternoon. I got up and walked into Astrid's kitchen, where I found her cooking.
I smiled as I went up behind her, kissing the nape of her neck from behind. She shivered as she turned around to face me.
"Good morning," she said.
"Good morning, beautiful. Thank you for letting me sleep."
"I hope you're hungry," she replied as she began to put the food on plates.
"Starved."
Astrid put the plates on the kitchen counter, and she gestured for me to have a seat on one of her bar stools. Instead of sitting down, I pulled her close to me and kissed her again.
Kissing Astrid was quickly becoming one of my biggest addictions. I simply could not get enough. I was relieved and happy that she seemed just as happy to kiss me as I was to kiss her.
Suddenly, I heard coughing behind us.