Find Me In Your Labyrinth

On Saturday morning, Estelle was still snoozing when she heard noises coming from the living room. She poked her head out of her bedroom door and sure enough, it was Jonathan Lamont.

There he was, in his blue and white striped shirt, hanging in the kitchen, seemingly warming up some milk for her.

Estelle looked out at the morning sun, stretched lazily and went back to freshen up.

Afterward, she changed into some new clothes and walked into the dining room, laughing. “Why didn’t you drag me out for a run today?”

Jonathan turned his head, smiled and said, “You can chill on Saturdays”

Estelle chuckled, “Thanks”

She was wearing an oversized white shirt, her hair all messy on her shoulders, lit by the morning sun, her features as exquisite as a painting.

Jonathan took a good long look at her before turning his head away.

Estelle took a sip of her milk, frowned and asked, “Did you forget the sugar?”

came over and leaned

her head,

taste it?” Jonathan said, suddenly leaning in

was taken aback.

advantage and invaded

on the table and the other cradling Estelle’s head, he kissed her

the sweet taste of milk lingering between their lips and teeth, she swallowed involuntarily, causing his

immediately pulled away and whispered,

so sharp that he’d figure it

her face, his eyes full of

teacher’s dignity in his eyes!

her lips again, “He knows you’re my wife, that’s

him away. “Let’s

already sent Emily her breakfast when I ordered, so you don’t

Estelle nodded.

of Estelle’s favorite cheese on a sandwich and handed it