Robynn Suhn

It's Looking Like a Sunny Night

Sunny stood alone in her kitchen, putting the final touches on a meal that has been years in the making. It has been over a decade since the last time she had cooked for Jax and her hands could not stop shaking. She was light-headed and tingling from the tips of her fingers to the tips of her toes. Hell, even her vagina was fluttering about in her panties. She placed the paring knife that was in her hand onto the cutting board and paused slicing the ball of fresh mozzarella for a second.