I sat down on a plastic garden chair and looked at the food before me. Plates of bacon, sausages, fried eggs, scrambled egg, croissants, pain au chocolat and baguettes, as well as a bowl of fruit salad and boxed of cereal were arranged on the table like a feast.
"How many people have you invited for breakfast?" I asked Kieran.
"Just the one. She's very special to me." Kieran pulled me up into a standing position and kissed me. He caressed my hair and skin, making me feel like I was in Heaven.
He sat down on the chair I had been occupying and pulled me onto his lap.
"Choose whatever you like," he told me. "You don't have to eat all of it: I just wanted to give you the choice. A lot of life with me will be like that: you won't have to do anything you don't want to."
I started piling up the empty plate in front of me with bacon and sausages, finding I was ravenous.
Kieran chuckled. "Oh, I almost forgot!" he said suddenly. "What would you like to drink? Wait, don't answer that."
He clicked his fingers and a china jug of hot chocolate appeared.
"Your favourite, n'est-ce pas?" he asked, speaking in a French accent.
"No," I said. "You're my favourite thing in the world."
Kieran laughed. I adored his buoyancy and joy, though couldn't really get over the fact that it was me causing it.
He leant forwards and kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "You're mine too."
I poured myself a mug of hot chocolate. Before drinking, I asked "Do you want anything?"
I felt him tense. "I ... don't eat."
"Really?" I asked, surprised. "At all?"
"It's part of the contract."
"What is this contract?"
"It ... binds my soul," he whispered.
"It's okay," Kieran said dismissively, kissing my neck again to calm me down. I promptly forgot the worrying thing. "You just get on with your breakfast: I've something to give you when you've finished."
I ate quickly. When I had a clean plate before me, Kieran asked me to stand up. We walked out into the bright sunlight and stood near a fountain I hadn't noticed before. Kieran fished around his pockets and pulled out a beautiful charm bracelet. Upon the silver chain was a single charm. It was in the shape of a loveheart and inscribed on it in italic lettering were the words 'Kieran's forever.'
Kieran smiled at me and put it around my right wrist.
"Thank you," I said. I admired the bracelet. It caught the sunlight and suddenly I felt more powerful love for Kieran, a greater desire to please him and more painful longing (it seemed to be for our souls to join as one).
"This is amazing," I told him, loving his gift more than ever because I felt more strongly about him. I leant in and kissed him passionately. He pulled me down onto the soft grass and there we lay, sharing such a beautiful moment that I thought my heart would explode. I wondered at how immensely lucky I was to be chosen by someone as fantastic and intense as Kieran and was glad that I would have no obligations in the future which stretched out before me, since the only thing I wanted to do was love him. Everything was perfect.