The next morning

The sound of birds chirping outside the window caused Zack to stir. After cleaning the crud out of his eyes, he looked out the window and watched as a nest full of robin chicks alerted their parents that it was time for their breakfast. Zack watched as the two adult robins took turns flying off to find worms for their babies. Zack watched the family of birds for a few minutes until the gentle sound of someone breathing to his right refocused him. Zack turned to the blonde sleeping next to him and watched her for a few minutes just as he had done with the birds. In Zack’s eyes, she looked like an angel as she lay there dreaming. He smiled at the thought that he had spent the night in bed with her. Of course he hadn’t gotten as close to her as he would have liked, but he didn’t want to press his luck. So, after taking one last, long look at the girl of his dreams, Zack gently removed himself from the bed and headed towards the kitchen area.

A very sleepy Victoria sniffed once into the air of her apartment. The smell of bacon cooking was unmistakable, even to the semi-conscious girl on the bed. “Zack?” she called out as she tossed her bedsheets aside.
“Over here!” he replied as he emptied a bowl of milk and eggs onto a frying pan.

“Wha? Huh?” the blonde teen was stunned as she saw the spread Zack was preparing. The table was set for two. Butter and jam were next to a plate of toast. A glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee sat by each plate, waiting to be consumed.

“I thought we should eat before we head out today, now sit. Bacon’s almost up and the eggs will be ready in a jiff. Hope you like them scrambled, because that’s about all I can make without burning the place down. Toast is ready, so eat up!”

“My God Zack! This was awesome!” Victoria complemented her chef a she finished her meal.

“Thank you, Vicky. Now, you go get cleaned up and I’ll do the dishes.”

“Nunh uh! You cooked; I clean. House rules, Mister! You shower and change and I’ll start the dishes. The pans can soak all day and I’ll clean them later. Now go!” Vicky demanded.

After Zack disappeared into the bathroom, Victoria paused a moment from her cleaning and stared at the door separating the two teens. “Don’t be foolish, Vicky! He’s just a friend; he couldn’t possibly like you like that! Besides, he’s too nice of a guy and you only attract players,” she sighed to herself as she went about straitening up the kitchen.