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“I wish you were coming, too.”
“Same, but you deserve this night to yourself. It’s a guys’s night. I’d only be intruding, anyway.”
“It’s always a guys’s night when you’re with us. When has that ever stopped you?”
“Never, now that I think about it.”
“Exactly. Pregnancy was the only thing that slowed your appearance. Now that Aussie is here, though–”
“I don’t know what our weekends will look like in the future.”
“Think they’ve got a six-month and up spot somewhere out here?”
Tossing her head back, Anna’s mouth opened wide and released such a beautiful, familiar sound. Her laughter lived in my head rent-free. It owned real estate up there. As much as I could, I revisited.
“Be serious, my love.”
“That’s the thing. I am serious.”
“I know you are and it worries me.”
Silence toyed with the moment. Both of us feeling utterly comforted by the lack of words. Anna turned around again, pushing the water near the tip of the tub and landing on my chest. I ran my hands through her sleek, silky hair. When choosing to bathe instead of a shower, the freshly flattened strands didn’t come to mind. But, as long as she didn’t care about their disruption, neither would I.
Her hair was pushed behind her ear, exposing the diamonds I’d placed there two weeks prior. Fine jewelry was a guilty pleasure of hers. Though she tried refraining from collecting too many pieces, I saturated her wardrobe with the best in gold,her favorite. It complemented her skin tone.
With as little movement as possible, I grabbed her bath sponge from the portable shelf that sat right beside the tub most days. My lengthy arms made this possible without altering Anna’s position. Under the soap dispenser, I held the sponge and waited until a mound of the thick substance was piled on top before squeezing it together and dipping it into the water.
Gingerly, I brushed her skin with the soapy sponge. Starting with her neck, I worked my way down her shoulders, across her chest, over one breast at a time, and around her stomach. Anna’s legs spread slightly, giving me access to one of my favorite places. Gently, I cleansed her pussy before dipping the sponge into the water again.
From head to toe, I bathed her before she turned around and returned the favor. Our lips touched each time she was close enough for me to reach her without stretching too much. And when we were both rinsed, we climbed out of the tub together, both with towels clinching our skin and drying us in the process.
Ten minutes after disappearing into our respective corners, I made my way over to Anna’s wardrobe, where I found her polishing her skin with the creamy substance that made her smell like a slice of heaven. She looked up momentarily to find me gazing in her direction, completely taken by her beauty–her raw and natural beauty.
“Heading downstairs to prep for breakfast.”
Though it was nearing the twelve o’clock hour, breakfast was still on the menu. It didn’t matter what time of the day it was; we could always go for a hearty breakfast and be utterly fulfilled.
“Finishing up and will meet you down there.”
I tackled the first set of steps and then the next, ending up on the first level where the kitchen was located. Dressed for comfort, I wore a pair of linen pajama pants with a white tee to match. When Anna appeared at the edge of the kitchen in a dress that hung to the floor and was of the same color, I wasn’t at all surprised. There was a piece in her closet to complement every piece in mine. It wasn’t intentional, our synchronicity was simply undeniable.
“What are you having?” she asked, brushing past me and toward the walk-thru fridge.
I spun on my heels, refusing to miss even a moment as I tried to pinpoint what I had a taste for.
“Hashbrowns. Eggs. French toast. Roasted veggies. Shit, whatever, really.”
“I’m having a veggie omelet and hashbrowns. French toast doesn’t sound too bad.”
She was referring to me because she had no intentions of indulging even if she was the one to prepare them.
“I’ll handle the hashbrowns and french toast. You down for the vegetables and the eggs?”
“Deal,” she agreed without hesitation.
We both got to work, moving about the kitchen and continuing with our daily routine.
“Sade,” Anna called out once the apron was tied around her waist and the veggies she was preparing to cut were lined up in front of her. As a devoted vegetarian, they were almost all her meals consisted of. They replaced the meat that the average human would consume. Involuntarily, I’d fallen in line with her practices.
