When Harry did not find Jade anywhere in the house, he figured that she had gone to her Sunday morning yoga class as usual so he decided to surprise her with breakfast.
He headed to the kitchen, only to realize he had no idea where anything was since Jade had just moved in. She had unpacked the essentials, but finding the right items in an unfamiliar kitchen was like navigating a maze.
He opened cabinets and drawers, searching for the basics, and after a few minutes of clattering and searching, he managed to gather everything he needed.
Just as he was about to start cooking, the front door creaked open. Jade walked in, still dressed in her yoga outfit – a fitted tank top and leggings that hugged her figure. Her short hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and a light sheen of sweat glistened on her skin.