39. Whimsical Traditions and Carnival Charms
The sun spilled through the curtains, casting a gentle glow on the room. I blinked away the remnants of sleep, the events of the previous night dancing on the edge of my consciousness. Jacob's kiss lingered like a sweet melody, and I couldn't shake the warmth it left behind.
As I stirred awake, the realization hit me—I had fallen asleep on the sofa, cuddled up with Jacob. A blush crept up my cheeks as I recalled the unexpected intimacy of the night. Glancing around, I found the room empty, a quiet reassurance settling over me.
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, drawing me to the kitchen. There, I found Jacob, his back turned, focused on preparing breakfast. The morning light illuminated his tousled hair, and for a moment, I couldn't help but admire the sight.
Me: (casually) "Morning."
Jacob turned, a smile playing on his lips.
Jacob: "Morning, sleepyhead. Did you have a good rest?"
Me: (playfully) "Sofas aren't known for their comfort, but I've had worse n
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