Sam laughed happily when Jayson picked right up on her little joke that only the three of them would understand.  When he praised her looks, she blushed.  She wasn’t used to compliments from people who really knew her.  Especially in the last few months … or was it years?  She sat and watched him as he prepared everything, just for her, and felt very special.<br/><br/>He placed a stack of five pancakes in front of her.  Her jaw dropped and her eyebrows shot up.  “Jayson!  What are you trying to do?  Fatten me up?”  She laughed.  “You must help me eat these!  Two is plenty, and I don’t want a drop wasted!”<br/><br/>She watched as he made himself comfortable, not seeming to pay any attention to what she way saying, instead leaning back and closing his eyes, a silly smile on his face.  She studied him as she chewed.  The pancakes were the best she had tasted since she was little and she rolled her eyes in appreciation.  The guy could cook!  After she had polished off two of the pancakes and finished her coffee, she winked at Mike, then carefully got up without disturbing Jayson, who seemed to be meditating.<br/><br/>She crept to the chair where Jayson’s feet were slung while Mike stood behind his chair, obviously familiar with what she was about to do.  She silently counted to three, then jerked the chair out from under his feet.  As he lost his balance, his arms and legs flailing about, the chair went backward, and just when Jayson thought he was going all the way to the floor, Mike grabbed his chair and stopped him, then pushed him back up into a sitting position.<br/><br/>Sam was laughing so hard she could barely breathe, wrapping her arms around her waist and bending over.<em>Oh, man!  That felt so good!</em>She couldn’t remember the last time she had laughed so freely.  She went over to Jayson and Mike and wrapped an arm around each of them, pulling them close.  “I love you guys.”<br/>