Chapter 12: Morning Delights

Maya cracked eggs into a bowl and began to whisk them together with a fork, the sound of the eggs cracking and the whisk gliding through the mixture was soothing. She was making a big breakfast for everyone, and she was excited to see the looks on their faces when they saw the spread. As she worked, she hummed to herself, feeling happy and content. Brad walked into the kitchen, a cup of coffee in his hand, and a smile on his face. "Hey, beautiful," he said, his voice low and husky. "What's for breakfast?" Maya smiled, feeling a flutter in her chest. "Just scrambled eggs, bacon, and pancakes," she replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Brad walked up behind her, his eyes scanning the kitchen counter where the ingredients were laid out. He squeezed her waist, and Maya jumped, nearly dropping the bowl of eggs. "Sorry," Brad said, his voice full of apology, but his eyes twinkling with mischief. "I just couldn't help myself." Maya laughed, and playfully pushed him away. "You're going to help me or just get in the way?" she asked, trying to keep her tone light. Brad grinned, and began to help her with the cooking, his hands brushing against hers as they worked. Maya felt a spark of electricity run through her body, and she knew that she was in trouble. She was falling for him, hard. As they cooked, Chelsea walked into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Mmm, something smells amazing," she said, her voice drooling with desire. Maya smiled, and slid the eggs and bacon onto a platter. "I made breakfast for everyone," she said, feeling a sense of pride. Just then, Megan and Heather walked into the kitchen, chatting and laughing. "Hey, guys," Megan said, her eyes scanning the table. "Wow, you really outdid yourself this morning." Heather nodded in agreement, her eyes fixed on the food. "I'm starving," she said, taking a seat at the table. Brad walked up behind Maya, his hands wrapping around her waist. He squeezed her breasts, and Maya felt a shiver run down her spine. She was wearing a low-cut shirt, and Brad's hands were right where she wanted them. "Good morning," Brad whispered, his lips brushing against her neck. "You look beautiful today." Maya felt a flush rise to her cheeks, as she tried to push him away. But Brad wasn't having it. He pulled her close, his hands roaming over her body, squeezing her breasts and kissing her neck. "Hey, guys," Chelsea said, her voice interrupting the moment. "Can we please just eat?" Maya laughed, feeling a little embarrassed. "Sorry, guys," she said, trying to compose herself. But Brad just chuckled, and pulled her close. "I'm not sorry," he said, his voice low and husky. "I'm just getting started." Maya felt her heart racing, as Brad's hands roamed over her body. She knew that she was in trouble, but she didn't care. She was happy, and that's all that mattered. As they sat down to eat, Megan raised an eyebrow. "You two are certainly enjoying each other's company," she said, a smile playing on her lips. Maya felt a flush rise to her cheeks, as Brad just grinned, and pulled her close. "We're just enjoying the moment," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Heather nodded in agreement. "I think we can all see that," she said, her voice dry. Maya playfully pushed Brad away, trying to compose herself. But as they sat down to eat, she couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness. She was with Brad, and she was exactly where she wanted to be.