Samantha woke to the bright sun shining in her window. She didn't have anywhere important to be until later on that day. It was only 8 AM. She rolled out of bed making sure that her agent wasn't snooping around. All movement stopped when she heard movement in the room next door. Either Chance was waking up or was just rolling over. When the movement ceased she skipped over to the bathroom. She ran her hand through her brown hair and got into the steaming hot shower. The steamed fogged up the glass and made the bathroom stuffy.
She stepped out and wrapped a towel around herself. She slid her hand across the mirror to reveal the reflection of herself. She smiled and did the rest of her essentials. After that she exited the bathroom and skipped to her closet. She was happy. She wasn't in a rush to go anywhere and she wouldn't have to talk to Chase. Although she wanted to she had to pretend she didn't. Her walk in closet contained nothing that appealed to her. She ran her fingers over the different shirts, pants, skirts, dresses, and jackets. She couldn't find anything to match her mood. She finally found
something to throw on and she left her bedroom. She couldn't hear Chance in the other room, but she wasn't worried.
She combed her fingers through her hair and she was caught in a trance. The smell of breakfast was delightful. She followed the smell and saw her chefs making a giant breakfast. The people in the house were the only ones that knew the true relationship between the two superstars. She was handed a plate and just stared at the perfect waffles. She put one in her mouth and moaned in ecstasy. It was delectable. "Chance! I am about to eat all the food!" she yelled taking a seat on the kitchen counter.