Summer In Maine: Part 6. A night in the park. By Member389. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. I woke early, pulled on my jeans and t-shirt quietly and made my way to the bathroom for a little relief. I walked out of the bathroom door to find Emily standing in what I guessed was her bedroom door. She rubbed her eye and just looked at me for a moment. “Hi.” She said softly. I stood there unsure of just what to say. “Hi.” I replied nervously. The pause began to get uncomfortable. “Are you done, can I get in there now?” She nodded towards the bathroom. “Oh sure.” I stepped aside quickly and she plodded her way in closing the door quietly. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. I walked back down the hall into the kitchen and noted it was about my normal wake up time. So I scouted for coffee. Emily padded into the kitchen in her sweats and socks. “What are you looking for?” She asked noting that I was peeking into different cupboards in search of the coffee. “Coffee first, then I was going to make breakfast, if you want.” I said. “Can I help?” She asked. I just smiled and nodded. She pointed at a canister on the counter and smiled back. I opened it to find the coffee. “How about we make something special?” I opened the fridge and rummaged and found the eggs and sausage Chrissy had mentioned. I found some veggies in the drawer and pulled those out too. My real find was a box of ready pie crusts. I detailed my plans with Emily and after extensive prep work of dicing and browning we placed a sausage and pepper quiche into the oven. “Corn flakes are for chumps.” She said looking at the door and smiled at me. “Can you set the table while I wake up your mom?” I asked. She nodded. “I’d bring coffee and lead with that. She can be grouchy in the morning.” I chuckled and poured a cup, topped it with a splash of milk and spoonful of sugar. I opened the door slowly and walked to the bed. Chrissy was curled up, her hair a golden splash across the pillow, her expression was strained. “Don’t try to fool me, that grin is a dead giveaway that you’re not asleep.” I said as she broke into a full smile and opened her soft blue eyes. “Good morning.” “Good morning pretty lady.” I said as I set the coffee on the nightstand and leaned down to kiss her. “If you don’t mind, I’ve had to go to the bathroom for the last twenty minutes, but I didn’t want to barge in on your bonding session.” She slipped out of bed and grabbed a robe from the closet door and wrapped herself up and darted out of the room, leaving me chuckling. She didn’t come right back and I was wondering what might be going on in the kitchen. I reached for the coffee cup as she walked back into the room shaking her head. “What?” I asked. She just grinned at me. “Oh nothing, you know that old saying ‘out of the mouths of babes’? Well mine just asked why you were spending money on a motel when you could stay here.” Chrissy just looked up and laughed and shook her head again. “She’s right though. If she took this as well as it seems then why don’t you check out and come up here for the rest of your stay?” I just smiled. “I wouldn’t want to intrude.” “Intrude my ass. All you’ve done since you’ve been here is make life better.” She walked over and sat next to me on the bed and kissed me. “The invitation is sincere, from both of us. Oh and you’re timer is nearly up on the stove.” My eyes went wide as kissed her and trotted out of the room to save breakfast. Em started giggling as she saw me jog into the kitchen to look at the stove. The timer still had seven minutes to go. I squinted at her. “Gonna be like that is it?” She burst into a bigger fit of giggles. “You were right mom, he fell for it!” She yelled. A few minutes later Chrissy walked in wearing her college sweats and a long sleeve t-shirt, grinning ear to ear. “I’d nearly forgotten that you’re a gourmet chef, besides a fireman. What have you done with breakfast?” She asked. “It’s in the oven. It’ll just be a few more minutes. Do you h