Jazz s First Time Max Jazz 2nd ch
He slid on a pair of cargo shorts and a shirt before walking quietly down the hall to Jazz's room to see if she was still in bed, to his surprise she wasn't. It was typical for her to sleep in this late, which made it even more of a sup rise when he walked into the kitchen to find her making bacon and scrambled eggs for him. "Well good morning early bird, little early for you isn't it?" Max said as he sat down at the kitchen table. Jazz smiled as she sat his plate down in front...