RHYLIE
Cracking my eyes open, I immediately shut them. Damn I forgot to close the curtains and I just got blinded by the sun. There's a reason I have blackout curtains, me and mornings don't get along. After rushing out of the room last night like my ass was on fire, I fell right to sleep dreaming about twin girls with Lucas’s smile and my eyes. It's going to be another long day and I still have to put in an ad for a part-time baker. Hearing rustling beside me I freeze and slowly turn my head just to come face to face with a sleeping Lucas. Holy shit why the hell is he in my bed and how the hell didn’t I hear him come in last night and why does the thought of him sleeping beside me all night makes me giddy. Trying not to panic and wake him up, I slowly get up and make a mad dash to the bathroom, before he can see how I look in the mornings. No doubt resembling a treasure troll, since I didn't dry my hair before bed. Let me tell you it isn't a pretty sight to see. Hello morning breath! so not attractive. After washing up and throwing on some clothes, I head downstairs for a much needed coffee. Before I can even start to contemplate why he’s still in my house. Which I didn't think he was serious about last night, and better yet why is he in my bed? And why does the thought of him ever leaving makes me sad?. After downing my first cup and making a list of things I need to get done today which seems to keep growing, I go about making another and starting some breakfast for us. It's the least I can do for him while he stayed and watched over me though I still think it was unnecessary but what do I know, I'm sure Mason had something to do with this. I'm gonna have to talk with my overprotective brother yet again. I love him but he's a pain in my ass, he needs to get his own life. Maybe I can help him and Faith move things along, maybe I’ll have them both over for dinner this week. With my plan in place, I get started on a simple breakfast of bacon and pancakes. Putting the bacon on I start to whisk the pancake batter. So lost in my thoughts, I don’t hear the stairs creak and Lucas entering the kitchen until I hear him say in his deep voice that sends shivers down my spine even his voice is hotter in the mornings
“Good Morning Ry”
Scaring the absolute shit out of me and me being the hot mess that I am. I fling pancake batter everywhere and scream watching as my whisk flies through the air closing my eyes because could I be any more embarrassed? I can hear him chuckling and my face goes up in flames more so no doubt I now resemble a tomato. Why can't I just act normal around him? Giving a quiet good morning back without looking at him I go about cleaning up my mess and without looking at him I finish up our breakfast the whole time I can feel him looking at me. It's like bugs are crawling down my back. It's that electric every time he looks my way which seems to be happening more lately and I just can't figure out why. My love for Lucas has only increased since I first met him. He doesn't have any family. He grew up in foster care and Mason didn't want him to be alone for the holidays so he stayed the whole week with us and the entire time I could hardly string two words together whenever we were in the same room it made for a very awkward week. I need to start putting distance between us because I can’t keep going on like this every time he’s around me acting like a total spaz. Him living next door and having his shop across from mine doesn't help things either. Gathering up all the courage I have, I look up and all thoughts leave me because Lucas is standing in my kitchen shirtless full sleeve tattoos and a six-pack on display, holy hell I hope I’m not drooling right now. What I wouldn’t give to lick that path looking further down, I notice he’s in grey sweatpants and what they say is correct about seeing everything. There is no way that thing would fit, he would rip me a new one. I can’t help it as I continue to stare. It seems to get bigger.
“Ry I’m trying to be good here but you need to stop staring. I don’t think you're ready for what I have in mind.” Shooting my head up, my eyes go wide with what he just said. I must have heard wrong because there is no way Lucas just said that.
In a breathless tone I don't even recognize, I whisper. “What do you have in mind?”
Walking up to me, Lucas gives me a quick kiss on the forehead before going to make a coffee he says.
“We will talk when we are done eating baby. I have some things I want to say and I'm gonna need your full attention.”
With that declaration and not knowing what to say, I just nod my head and go about finishing up the food. Plates loaded with food and my third coffee, I sit at the dining table trying not to freak out that Lucas is sitting across from me. I can feel him staring at me so I just start eating, hoping he does the same so I can stop freaking out. What I wouldn’t give to have this every day with him. Coming home after a long day at the cafe, making dinner together and just cuddling on the couch. I’ve even dreamed about us but that’s all that it’s going to be, a dream.
