I wrote this on your birthday....
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I startled awake at dawn. I could feel my whole body tingling and I wondered why. I stretched out my hand towards the bed-side table and grab the alarm clock. I noticed that it's just a few minutes past six. Normally, you would have been out on your early morning run by now, but today, we both slept through the alarm probably because of last night exhaustion. We were both up till the wee hours of the morning.
I return the clock and look down at you. Your blonde hair is splayed all over the pillow, while some lay on my chest, which is where your head has been resting all through the night. I could feel your hot breath on my left nipple as you sleep. I guess that was the reason for the tingling sensation I felt when I woke up.
Gently, I lifted your head from my chest and slide my aching arm from under you. You moaned but did not awaken. I leaned down and start tickling your cheek with my eyelids. You love it when I do that. You stirred but didn't wake, so I continued. Lazily, you stretched up and hold my head steady. I know I am caught, so I sealed your lips with mine. I didn't want to complicate matters so early, so I give you a gentle kiss and rise from the bed, pulling you along. You give a small whine. Then your eyes widened immediately as you jumped out of the bed. I know you've just noticed the time and you're scared that you are late for your early morning 5mile run, but I know a one day miss will not upset your routine, so I grabbed your keys as I escape from the room.
I entered the other bathroom and brush my teeth, and then I splashed cold water on my face in readiness for the big event. I entered the kitchen and wandered around. I want to make you breakfast but I can't cook. So, I manage to brew a pot of coffee before you walked in, all ready to start your jog.
"Baby, do you see my keys?" You ask. I keep my back to you because I know that you'll read the truth from my face if I turn. You've always been able to do that.
"No, baby." I replied.
"I'm sure it's here somewhere. Can you open the door, please?" you asked.
I silently continue pouring the coffee. My mind is whirling around looking for a good reason that I'll give as to where my own keys are.
"I. J.?" you called. You hate when I don't respond to you.
Gingerly, I turn and thrust a cup into your hand. You didn't really want to accept it but you were forced to, because of the way I released it immediately it touched your fingers.
'Baby, can't you stay? Just this morning?" I asked. You shake your head as you take a sip of the coffee and grimaced. You take another sip and place the cup back on the table. I know that the coffee must be horrible like always. I take a sip and confirmed that it is, really. I dump my own cup beside yours as you made to leave.
"Kathy?" I called in a small voice. You turn immediately and look at me. I never really call you that except when I really need something; like now and you know it. You turn and come back to me. I know you will because you've never been able to deny me anything.
"I. J. what do you want?" you ask in a displeased voice that I know you are just putting on for my sake.
"Have breakfast with me." I said
"You know I don't ..." you started
"Just fruits, please?" I said cutting you off.
You heaved a big sigh as you sit on the kitchen chair; I rush to get a bowl of fruits I kept in the fridge last night. As I sit opposite you, you reach across and touch my face tenderly.
"You know I love you, right?" you said
I nod as I shoved a strawberry into your mouth. You lean back on your chair as you bite into it. But the juice filled your mouth and spill over, running down the left side of your mouth. I lean over and with my tongue, followed the red line from your chin into your mouth. I could feel your mouth open under mine, but I leaned away before you could really kiss me. I pushed a second berry into your mouth. You chewed this one with caution as your gorgeous eyes study me intently trying to decide what I am playing at. Carefully, I cut the apple and feed you that too as you continue watching me. You are beginning to make me nervous. You always manage to do that just by staring at me.
After awhile, I get up and made to clear the table, but you protested and insist that you have to do it. I know you will offer to do it. I had chosen that moment to do the dishes because I don't want you following me if I leave the room. But before I could escape, you notice me crossing my legs as I stand. You know I always do that if I really need to pee.
"Where are you going?" you ask as I made to exit the room.
"Be right back." I throw over my shoulder at you.
You know where I am going to, but I hope the dishes will keep you occupied till I return. When I enter the bathroom, I pull down my shorts short to pee. As I pee, I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation but that didn't last because the next thing, I feel your presence and my eyes sprang open.
"Oh baby, no. you know I hate it when you do that?" I groaned but you smiled at me sweetly.
