"How are you, darling?" He asked softly as his fingers traced across her cheek. Soft, smooth and perfect. Just like her. Kol knew that Tatia had been hurt in the past, but he always tried to use his actions and gestures to show that he would never hurt her. Was this true love? He didn't know. He didn't know what true love felt like, but this? This felt pretty damn good to him. It felt as real as it could get.
"What do you want me to cook you for breakfast? Eggs and bacon? Sound good to you? Or did you want maybe some pancakes or waffles?"