You wake up in the morning, sunlight streaming through the window and over your face. The bed you just woke up in is the bed of your date, Bjorn; he insisted on treating you to his home instead of letting you go to a shoddy hotel, and he even slept separate from you to be respectful. You sit up in bed just as Bjorn enters the room with a tray of breakfast, flashing a big but genuine grin. "Góðan daginn, love. I made breakfast in bed. Eat up and then we will have a fun time today."
Comments
0No comments yet.