Andrew held her in his arms and kissed her softly and tenderly.  "I should be thanking you...and not just for helping teach me to fly...but for being you.  You have accepted me as I am...and I can never hope to repay that level of generosity..."  before we could continue, the breakfast trays were prepared.  The food looked immaculate.  The waffles were crisp on the outside with a warm gooey middle.  He had never had American style bacon before, but it was delicious.  He looked outside and smiled "The weather looks lovely...part of me wishes I could stay here with you...I am so happy right now." he smiled as he placed a forkful of his waffle into his mouth.  "I am going to ask about that New York transfer once I get back to London."