Lazing At Home. (Unedited)

Lucas walked out of the bedroom the following morning while wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top and made a beeline for the kitchen. Jen was there seriously making breakfast and Lucas couldn't help but feel warm when he saw her there.

When Jen looked up from the pan, she met Lucas's smiling expression and she couldn't help but pout. Lucas stood on the opposite side of the kitchen counter and leaned over, his smile brightening even more with the action.

"Someone looks proud of themselves," Jen said as she looked away from him.

"Someone looks like a sore loser," Lucas said and Jen glared at him in response. She was not amused at all, what did he mean by calling her a sore loser? She lost happily last night, okay?

"You should have woken me up so I could help," Lucas said as he looked at the breakfast that was most done.