Summer SurpriseChapter 3
The storm had come on during the night, keeping Pamela from sleeping soundly. She emerged from her morning shower and headed downstairs to make coffee and tea. Both were already made and toast with jam and butter were arranged on plates. "Hey," she said, yawned and then slid into her chair. "Hey yourself," Trent answered. "Couldn't sleep? Or just woke up early?" she asked, covering another big yawn. He smirked. "A bit of both, You?" "A bit of both." She watched him take a seat...