Bridget didn't need to answer Harrison because so much was already said in the kiss they shared. Once again Bridget felt herself flying head over heals wrapped up in his scent and his arms and in kissing him.<br/><br/>She felt his eyes on her as she turned back to finish cooking the eggs and smiled to herself. She was used to having men's eyes follow her every move, but this was different. This felt good.<br/><br/>Bridget served up Harrison's breakfast and set it in front of him before she got her plate and sat down at the table with him quietly.<br/><br/>OOC: I'm so sorry, my computer was being a butt.