Sunday, 16 March 2014

After first fight



I feel him move but, I can’t open my eyes it’s too damned early. I can hear him moving around my room  and then I hear him in the kitchen, I think he’s making coffee. Comfort of the bed lulls me back to sleep. 
I’m awakened by a luminated face, “Hey, are you going to sleep the day away?” his legs knealing between mine, hovering over me with his hands on either side of my head, his face two inches from mine. So early, do I have morning breath?
“What time is it?” trying to be quiet.
“Nine. I thought maybe we could go to my place so, I can change and go out for breakfast. We can shower here or my place.” His expression is positively evil. “If you continue to lie there I’ll be forced to have my way with you right here and now!” he climbs off me, sliding to end of the bed, slipping the covers down as he goes.
“Let’s shower before we do anything, then swing by your place. Jack!” Instinctively covering my breasts with my hands.
“Your coffee is on the side table, babe.” He kisses my stomach, then stands. “You can’t hide, I’ve seen it all already.”

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