Breakfast with the GilbertsBreakfast with the Gilberts in General Fiction More Like This
Elena felt groggy. Why Jenna had woken her up at 8 in the morning was beyond strange...especially on a Saturday. What was so important that she need to get up? Was it anyone's birthday? Did someone die? She shook her head as she stumbled down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Jenna looked up from her coffee. "Well good morning, groggy! You have a visitor. He insisted that he needed to talk to you, but I told him only if he cooked us breakfast," Jenna laughed as she took a sip from her mug. As Elena reached the counter, she saw the familiar dark head facing the oven, whipping up scrambled eggs.
"Ugh...." Her head hit the tabletop, and Damon turned around, a wide smile set on his face.
"Elena! I'm pleasantly surprised that you can even walk at this time of day. How do you like your eggs? Scrambled? Sunny-side up?" He smiled again, and Elena could practically feel Jenna's excitement emitting from her.
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