The night he got in from the wedding, Vincent totally forgot that the last thing he had was food from the wedding and a few glasses of wine.The inviting smell of breakfast along with the loud rumbling of his stomach reminded him about that.With a wide smile on his face, Vincent hurried down the stairs as he followed the smell of breakfast while slowly walking down to the kitchen.Suddenly, the smile on his face vanished the moment he stepped foot into the kitchen.He had totally forgotten that the place was not his house, the chef was not Ms. Marie and he wasn’t the only one living there at the moment.Vincent stopped in his tracks the moment he entered the kitchen to see a familiarly curvaceous figure in a short black romper which complimented her pale skin perfectly.“She’s around?!”She had on a pair of grey coloured crocs and tied up her hair in a messy bun.Apparently, Jane didn’t go to church that morning, she was too tired to.And besides, she woke up thirty minutes later tha
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