The smell of freshly brewed coffee drifted lazily through the air, filling Selena's apartment with a soft warmth. Morning sunlight spilled through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the kitchen floor where Jack stood, sleeves rolled up, humming low under his breath as he stirred something on the stove.
He hadn't woken her. That in itself felt like a new kind of love. A quiet yet thoughtful kind of love. Selena blinked sleep from her eyes, stretching beneath the blanket before sliding out of bed. The memory of last night still lingered on her skin, the feel of him so vivid it almost made her ache.
Padding softly across the apartment, she paused in the doorway of the kitchen. For a moment, she simply watched him with his broad shoulders moving as he worked, his profile softened by the morning light. Something about the sight rooted her to the spot, tugging a small smile from her lips.
