Taylor opened his eyes and smelled something strange. He sat up, and then saw that Shirley was gone from the bed. The scent lured him out of bed, and he quickly threw on a pair of socks, some sweats, and a t-shirt. The opened his bedroom door and crept down the stairs.
He saw Shirley standing at the stove in his sweats and an oversized t-shirt, cooking eggs and bacon. Her red, curly hair was in a messy ponytail and several strands hung down in her face as she carefully stirred the eggs on the skillet. She turned around to break a few eggs, and Taylor took the opportunity to say goodmorning.
He snuck up behind her then snaked his arms around her waist as she jumped. He kissed her neck and rocked her wildly from side to side.
"AAAAH!" She screeched. "Taylor!" She errupted into giggles
"Good morning." He said in a silly voice.
"Good morning to you too." She said with a grin, turning around to face him. He gave her a kiss, then looked over her shoulder.
"What are we making?"
"Well i was trying to make us breakfast until you showed up." She said playfully.
"I didn't even know I had eggs." Taylor said.
"You didn't...I brought them a few days ago." She said.
Taylor laughed as Shirley continued to make them their breakfast. He hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder as he watched her make them breakfast.
"About last night." He said.
"That was great." Shirley finished for him.
Taylor smiled. "I thought so too."