“Hey,” she said, her voice rough from sleep, sending a bolt of desire right to my pussy. She could say anything to me in that voice and it would be arousing.
“Hey,” I responded with a smile. She beamed back at me and even though we had crusty eyes and morning breath, I had to pull her close and give her a kiss.
“Good morning,” I said when I pulled back.
“Good morning,” she said, kissing me again.
I could have stayed in bed with her all day, but at that moment Dandy chose to waltz into the room, screaming.
“My furry little alarm,” I grumbled fondly. “She’s hungry and so am I.”
Mal twirled some hair around her finger. Wisps had escaped her braid and floated around her face like a halo. She really did look like a sleepy angel.
“I’m hungry too,” she said, and then squeezed my belly a little and dove under the blankets.
“What the fuck, Mal!” I squealed as she started nibling on me with exaggerated noises.
“Stop it!” She pulled the covers back and rested her chin on me.
“I’m a little obsessed with you, Gray,” she said in a soft voice.
“I’m a little obsessed with you too.”
There was no use in denying it. She’d said it first.
She placed a soft kiss on my belly, which chose that moment to let out an embarrassing growling noise that made her laugh.
“Okay, I guess I can’t eat you for breakfast.”
We got up and took turns in the bathroom before heading to the kitchen.
“I can help,” she said, but I pushed her away the same way she had when she’d made the snack plate our first night.
It had been less than two weeks since we’d actually met, but it didn’t feel that way at all.
“I can do eggs and bacon, or pancakes, and I’ve got this little waffle maker that I never use, but I could bust it out. And there’s juice and coffee. We should probably do coffee first.” Yes. Caffeine. I needed that today, for sure.
Even though I’d told her I could handle everything, I did end up needing Mal to work on the coffee and put the bacon into the air fryer while I mixed up pancake batter and threw some frozen hash browns into a pan.
Every time she passed by me, she had to touch me, and it was nice. Really nice. While I babysat the pancakes, she stood beside me and rested her chin on my shoulder, her arms around my waist.
It was so painfully domestic that I had to swallow past a lump in my throat. I hadn’t had this in so long and I had missed it. Fuck. I had missed this part so much.
The touches and the closeness and just having another person in your space that you could talk to. I loved Tally, but it was different waking up with someone like this.
Feeling warm and cozy, I piled all the food on one plate and Mal helped me bring everything to the couch. Dandy came overto investigate, but I quickly distracted her by tossing her catnip banana and she ran to attack it.
Mal and I sat pressed together, watching a silly show that neither of us was paying attention to.
“You make good pancakes,” Mal said after a few bites.
“Thanks.” The compliment made me blush, obviously. I couldn’t seem to help it around her.
Once we finished, we sat there sipping our coffee and snuggling and I couldn’t remember a time when I was this full and comfortable.
“Wanna hang out for a little while and watch a Christmas movie?”
She kissed the side of my head. “Yeah, I do.”
