ficklet #3

the sound of sizzling ham was drowned by jay leno's voice introducing the musical guest of the night.

"hey, do you want this toasted?" she asked

"who in the world doesn't want it toasted?" he retorted

she looked at him and smiled. they liked their ham the same way. she continued cooking their breakfast at 11pm. he was about to go to work and she wasn't about to let him leave on an empty stomach.

jazz music filled the air. she felt him walk over to her. he put his hand on her waist and gave her a hug.

"hhmm...what's that for?" she asked with a smile on her face.

he gave her neck a soft kiss and twirled her around. and just like a hollywood movie, he slowed danced with her. right there in her small apartment, lost in a world of their own, where the only thing that mattered was him, her, and their breakfast.

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