You and Billy have been in complete bliss. You were scared you might lose him, but it’s a constant fear between you both; every minute spent together is a blessing. You decided to be the doting sweetheart and prepare him breakfast. Mixing all the ingredients you’d bought yesterday and making what you were sure were the best pancakes. You missed Billy’s strong arms wrapped around your middle suddenly yet languidly.

“Mornin’. Y’smell almost as good as the food, sweet thing.”