I grinned at her words, my chest warming with satisfaction. “Good. That’s exactly how you should feel.”
Her hand trailed down my back, making it harder for me to follow through with my plan of getting out of bed. If I wasn’t careful, breakfast would be nothing more than an afterthought. Still, I couldn’t let her go hungry.
“As much as I’d love to stay like this, we need food. You need food,” I said softly, brushing my lips over hers. I kissed her again, making this extremely hard for myself. The kiss was sweet, and neither of us wanted to rush it.
I tried again to let go, but as I pulled back, she tightened her hold on me in protest. “No…”
I chuckled, this time going through with my plan. I pushed myself off the bed and got up, looking down at her as she turnedonto her back. “Fine,” she huffed, then smiled. “What are we making?”
“Pancakes or waffles?” I let her choose.
She thought about it for a while, then said, “Waffles.”
“Good choice. Come on, now.” I reached out to her and waited for her to place her hand on mine. Once I grabbed it, I pulled her up and looked down at her, thinking it would be best if she would put on some clothes.
She only had her panties and top on which obviously didn’t bother me, but I didn’t want her to get a cold.
I cupped her jaw with my hand and kissed her hard, unable to stop myself from kissing her any possible moment. When I pulled back again, I grabbed her pajama pants off the floor and handed it to her. “Here, put this on.”
We both got dressed, then headed downstairs into the kitchen where I quickly started on making waffles, while Bennie insisted we needed to have fruit too. She cut it all up, and just as she wanted to come help me, I told her to sit down on one of the stools at the counter so I could continue making us breakfast alone.
“You sit and watch. Enjoy the view. I had intended for this weekend to be relaxing for you, so I don’t want you to help me here.”
She pursed her lips, looking amused. “Are you saying that you want me to sit and look good while you do everything I want for me?”
I nodded, looking at her over my shoulder with a grin. “Yes.”
“Fine. I can do that.”
***
After breakfast, I got up and held out my hand. “Come on, let’s go get cleaned up.”
She looked up at me with a raised brow, her eyes playful. “Together?”
“Yes, together.”
“But what about the dishes?”
“I’ll take care of that later.”
“Will I have to sit and watch again?”
I chuckled. “Yes. You don’t get to do anything other than relax and enjoy this weekend.”
She got up, standing right in front of me with her head tilted back, and a small grin on her lips. “We’ll see about that. I get bored easily when I don’t get to do anything.”
Fair enough.
I chuckled, and before starting to argue with her, I took her upstairs to my bathroom.
I stood by the shower and looked around, thinking about a nicer way to freshen up after the hot night we had. “How do you feel about taking a bath instead?” I asked, looking over at her.
“Sounds good to me.”
“Yeah? I don’t know many people who like to take baths. I usually don’t.”
“But with me you will?”