There was no hiding how I felt anymore, and it may end terribly, but I had to give us a fair shot. I was the one holding us back. Vera had expressed her interest long before Bali, but I was the one who refused to give us a chance. So far I wasn’t regretting that decision, and last night only helped.
Seeing her be that vulnerable with me, letting me stay and comfort her, showed me a lot about the kind of person she was, and how I’d be stupid not to have her in my life.
I smiled and got out of bed, putting on one of her button-up shirts before heading to the kitchen. I inhaled the shirt, loving how it smelled like her cologne. I never wanted to take it off.
“Well, isn’t this the hottest sight?” She turned around and smiled so brightly.
“Yes, it is. Good morning. How did you sleep?”
I walked over to the island and sat down, trying to suppress a yawn. “You know, for some weird reason, I didn’t get much sleep last night.” I tried to sound irritated, but my smile gave me away.
She looked very pleased with herself and turned back around to finish up breakfast. She should’ve been pleased. While I was very tired, I was also extremely satisfied and relaxed, albeit a little sore.
At first, I tried to tell her no when she wanted to have sex. Not because I didn’t want to, but because it had been a long, tiring day and I didn’t want her to think I was taking advantage of her in any way. When she started sucking on my neck, the urge to resist fell away in an instant.
After a few more minutes of flipping and mixing things, she plated our breakfast and brought it over to the island. She filled two cups with coffee and dropped one off in front of me. I took it with a smile.
“Do you always cook breakfast in your boxers, and nothing else?” I asked.
She shrugged and winked, starting on her food. “Usually, yes. Would you like me to change?”
“Absolutely not. Are you sure you want to go to work today? I think you should take the day off and be with Nyx.”
She nodded, taking a sip of her coffee. “I know, but I can’t. He seems to be doing much better, and I’ll have the app open all day so I can watch him.”
“Okay, if you’re sure. He did seem to be feeling better this morning, so that’s a good thing.”
We continued to eat in a comfortable silence until she put the dishes in the dishwasher, refusing to let me help. I groaned but got up and headed to the refrigerator.
“What? I didn’t feed you enough, now you have to pillage through the fridge?”
I shook my head, getting out my supplies and plopping them on the counter. “No. You made me breakfast, so I’m making you lunch. And there’s nothing you can do about it.”
“Is that so?” she asked, taking a step closer.
“No!” I shouted with a hand up. “Don’t you dare come any closer. I’m making your lunch and you’re going to stay right where you are. If you come anywhere near me, you’ll starve for lunch and we’ll be late for work. You go away and get dressed. Now!”
She laughed and threw her hands up in surrender. “Yes, ma’am. Damn you’re feisty this morning. I love it.” She turned around and headed to the bathroom without another word.
I hummed and started preparing her lunch. I may have left a cute little note in there, hoping her co-workers didn’t see it and make fun of her for it. I just wanted to let her know I was thinking of her.
When she came back down in her construction attire, I groaned, letting her set me on the counter and kiss me until my legs felt as if they’d fall off. That tongue was exactly why Idemanded she leave the room. I wouldn’t have gotten anything done. She was a very good distraction sometimes. Most of the time. All the time.
I only allowed the make-out session to last for a few more minutes before I forced us apart, knowing that if it continued, we’d be late to work. Especially with how my hand was currently making its way into her boxers, and her hands were trying to lower the straps of my shirt.
“Baby,” I whispered. “I have to get ready.” I pushed her off and smiled at her frown. I was glad she was just as upset as I was.
She didn’t protest anymore, though, and lifted me up, carrying me to the bathroom and setting me down on the sink before starting the shower for me.
“I never properly thanked you for staying with me last night.”
She started kissing me again without another word and taking off my shirt and underwear before taking off her boxers and leading us to the shower. Being late didn’t sound so bad, come to think of it.
Vera: Princesa, have dinner with me tonight?
Me: I wish I could. I’ve got to work late.
Vera: Want me to keep you company? You work too hard!
