When I return, we dry off quickly and I pull her back into my arms. “You’re freezing.”
“Your arms are keeping me warm,” she says, snuggling into my chest, and fuck, I just want to stand here and hold her, but another flash of lightning has the power flickering.
“Looks like the storm is only just beginning. If you wanna take a shower and change into some dry clothes before we losepower, you can head up to my room and I’ll get a fire going in the living room.”
“Sure.” She smiles, pulling away to head upstairs.
I finish stoking the fire and then head to the laundry room to change and grab a pair of dry clothes for Jade. Entering my room, I try to be as quiet as possible so she doesn’t get the wrong idea about me being in here. As much as my cock aches at knowing she is just on the other side of that door naked, I would never want her to be uncomfortable. Quickly laying out the sweats and an old Police Academy tee for her, I’m just about to leave when the power flickers and goes out. I hear a thud, and heart in chest, I worry Jade has slipped.
Blowing my cover, I yell out. “Jade? You all right?”
“I’m okay! Just tripped over the ledge of the shower. I’ll be right out.”
A moment later, she steps into the room, a bolt of lightning illuminating the room, and my breath escapes me at the scene of her standing in nothing but a towel. My already aching cock gives a jerk, and it’s taking every ounce of control I have not to go over there and see what she would do if I gave that towel the slightest tug.
“Sorry.” I clear my throat and point to the pile of clothes on the bed. “Just bringing you something dry to change into.”
“Thank you.” She smiles, and neither of us move.
Clearing my throat again, I point to the door. “I’ll, uh, let you get dressed,” I say, bolting out as fast as I can.
A few minutes later, I’m watching the rain pelt off the windows, trying to will away my raging hard on, when Jade joins me in the living room. My clothes are massive on her, but she looks so fucking cute I can’t tear my eyes away.
She looks like mine.
Her hair is out of the braid from earlier and hangs down in natural curls that I want to rake my fingers through as I kiss her.
Taking a seat next to me, she tucks her legs beneath her and rests her head on my shoulder. Inhaling the scent of my shampoo on her head, I kiss the top of it. Sitting close together, her head on my shoulder and the ambience of the fireplace, I feel like a fucking fifteen-year-old on his first date trying to get the courage to put my arm around her and wondering if I’ll get to feel her up in the dark.Pathetic.
We spend the next several hours curled up on the couch, talking and enjoying each other’s company. I finally worked up the courage, and my arm is stretched out around her as she rests in the nook of my shoulder. With my other hand splayed on her thigh, I rub circles with my thumb.
The rain trickles to a stop, the sun finally breaking through, and the power flickers back on. I’m not going to lie, I wish it would have lasted a bit longer. There is something peaceful about having Jade here under my arm. I’m not ready to take her home.
Glancing up at the clock, I see it’s just after four. “You wanna stay for supper?”
Lifting her head, she shifts from the cradle of my arm and sits up to face me. “Sure. I’d love to.”
“Great. I got a couple steaks I can grill up?” I ask, not entirely sure if steak is something she eats.
“That sounds perfect. Is there anything I can do to help?”
I think about what I have in my fridge. Not much, if I’m being honest. “I think there might be some leftover baby potatoes if you wanna whip up a potato salad?”
“Sure. I can do that.”
“Perfect. I think I have some asparagus I can grill up as well.” I stand and hold out my hand, pulling her up to lead to the kitchen. Grabbing everything we need, we begin to prep and cook in a comfortable silence, and damn, I could get used to this.
“Wine?” I ask as we sit at the island.
“Yes, please.”
I pour us each a glass and take a seat next to her.
“I can’t get over this kitchen,” she says between bites. “I would love to bake in a kitchen this big someday.” She sighs, dreamily.
“It’s yours anytime you wanna use it. I gotta be honest. I don’t use it all that much. I do a lot of grilling outside.”
“That’s a shame. A kitchen like this deserves to be cooked in all the time.”
