Page 37 of Cooper & Jake
“I’d really love one.”
“Deal. I can finish this one later. Let me make something for you.”
“Oh, I didn’t mean you had to do it right now,” he tells me shyly, a smile teasing across his face.
“I know, but I want to.” I don’t tell him it’s because I want him to have something from me when we go our separate ways. Part of me is still hoping that after the next three days, we can find a way to see one another again. “You keep watching, and I’ll work on this.”
Cooper ends up watching the first two Hangover movies, and I stay by his side, working on the beanie for him. It’s a comfortable silence with him giggling and snickering throughout the entire film. It’s a glimpse of how things could be if I can gather the courage to tell him I want more.
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COOPER
A soft snorecatches my attention, and I smile, seeing Jake sleeping on the bed next to me. There’s a ball of yarn in his lap and a crochet hook still tucked tightly in his hand. Watching him crochet next to me was adorable. This huge man with his tattoos and piercings loves to crochet in his downtime. The fact that he was so quick to switch projects to make me something caused me to both feel happiness and sadness.
Happiness, because he was willing and wanting to make something for me that I could have forever. But sadness, because all I can picture is if this is the only physical memory I’ll have of him from this weekend. What if once the three days are up, we go our separate ways and never see one another again?
I know I don’t want that. We may live far apart, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t try to do long distance. Visit each other as often as we can. Call each other every night before we go to sleep, text all throughout the day. I get giddy at the thought of Jake wanting to do all those things with me.
I just have to gather the courage to tell him what I want.
Knowing this will probably make me seem creepy, but not caring anyway, I grab my phone and first snap a picture of Jakesleeping, and then I turn the phone around and lean down, taking a selfie of the two of us. I want to have at least a few pictures of us before I have to go back home.
Wanting to let Jake sleep for a little bit longer, I put on another movie and watch it while he naps peacefully beside me. Once my stomach starts rumbling, I snicker, realizing it’s time to wake him up.
Gently trying to rouse him awake, I run my fingers down his cheek, then his arm, then push at his shoulder. “Wakey, wakey, Jakey.”
He blinks his eyes a few times before opening them and smiling. “Hi, gorgeous.”
“Hi.” I wait a moment before adding on, “I’m starving.”
Jake closes his eyes, chuckling loudly. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?”
“I don’t think you’ve forgotten how hangry I can get. That is something about me that hasn’t changed at all. I have about point three seconds before the hungry monster comes out. Well, not really, but you know what I mean.”
“How would you feel about ordering in and staying in tonight? We can eat, maybe take a bath in the huge tub in the bathroom, and then I can fuck you wild in this exact spot.”
“Oh, fuck,” I whisper, my dick plumping up. “Yes, that. I want that. I wish I could say I want it now, but we both know I can’t wait when I’m starving.”
Jake laughs, sitting up on the bed and tapping my thigh. “Okay, let’s find something to order.”
We find a restaurant that delivers quickly, and in no time at all, Jake is heading down to the lobby to pick up our food. Once he’s back inside, he spreads out all the food on the small table in the room.
“That smells so good,” I hum, dancing in my spot, knowing that I’m about to eat.
“Get over here and stuff your face before you start getting hangry.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice.” I start digging in, Jake standing off to the side. “What?” I mumble over a mouthful of food.
“You’re like an animal.”
I roll my eyes, taking another bite. “Hardy-har-har. You’re so funny, Jake. Are you not going to eat?”
“How do you talk so clearly when your mouth is so full of food?” he asks, wide-eyed.
I swallow my food dramatically and then stare at him. “It’s not that hard. And there’s no way I’m going to be shy and timid around you. You’ve already fucked me senseless. If I can’t eat my food in front of you after you’ve done that, then one of us should leave.”
“Touché. I love seeing you being unapologetically yourself. Even with the ketchup stuck to the side of your mouth.”
