The contract

Jeremy walked into the kitchen sleepily. When he woke up, he found the space beside him was empty.

"You're up?" she asked him but she did not turn to look at him. She was busy making breakfast for them.

"Hmm..." he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her slim waist. She only had a tracksuit and shirt on her. He was expecting her either in her birthday suit or in her bathrobe. However, he would not reveal his unhappiness to her, though, because he did not want this romantic atmosphere to go away.

"Good morning, love," he whispered as he turned her head so he could claim her lips gently. He continued to press kisses along her cheek to her nape.

"Morning. Go brew the coffee," she ordered. She just finished the rolled omelette with chopped sausages. She was too lazy to cook so many times so she combined everything into the omelette.