Together... and Apart

Part 19

(Next morning, 10:39am)

David's POV:

I wake up with a warm figure next to me, it's Jennifer. Last night was absolutely amazing, she's so great.. I love her so much. I managed to plan out a small trip tomorrow, but it's just going to be us, no tour guides included. There'll be too much commotion with all the people, I figured it would be more pleasant in privacy, especially since we're pretty famous now. I feel the warm body squirm around my arms, her legs intertwined with mine, while I draw little circles at her lower back. She moves her head out of my chest, since she usually sleeps with her cheek pushed up against my shoulder, trying to surround herself with my body. I finally take a glimpse of her eyes, which are fluttering open. Once they are, I look into her stunning sapphire eyes, her pupils enlarging. I smile and give her a quick peck on the lips, moving my arm from her back so it leans on her side, while my hand strokes her cheek. 

"Hi.." she says softly, almost whispering. 

"Hey.. how'd you sleep..?" I say, my voice cracking. It's so embarrassing waking up next to her in my unusual morning state. Especially after sex, which you can still smell. My hair is completely messed up and my voice is deep and cracking like a boy in puberty. On the other hand, Jennifer, she still looks like the beautiful person she is. Her hair is still nice, she has nice natural waves which look absolutely great with her blondish highlights. And her her voice? It's so soft and comforting. She yawns and rubs her eyes, while I lose my grip of her. 

"I slept pretty good I guess, I'm still tired though.." she muffles into the pillow, while I trace a long line on her tanned, beautiful back, rubbing my finger up and down the imprint of her spine. I feel her shiver slightly under my touch, it usually happens. I know this is going to sound weird- but she has a really nice back. I don't know, it's just really nice, tanned and everything. 

"Don't worry, we have today off. I'm taking you somewhere tomorrow babe," I say while moving my body so her naked back is on my chest. My head leans in at the crook of her neck, placing small kisses on her sweet spot. She throws her head back and shoots her hands up so they're in my hair. I pull away and notice the red marks all over her neck. Whoops.

"Please tell me you brought the make up thingy that you use to cover pimples or whatever-"

"Concealer?" she turns her head to face mine, interrupting me. 

"Yeah, sure." I say back. She giggles at my low knowledge about make up and cosmetics, slowly fading into a nervous expression, the same one that's on my face. 

"Why? What? What happened.. do I have a zit on my face? Nooo..." she quickly gets up, making me lose grasp over her. She throws the sheets off of herself, revealing her naked body. It turns me on every time. She runs over to the mirror so I follow her, hoping she won't get mad at all the marks I made last night on her neck. The one that happened on the plane wasn't too big, it was still easy to cover with hair, but these... they're worse.

"David.." she rubs her fingers over the red spots while I feel my face burning hot red. Shit. I really have to be more careful. At least it happened here, not in LA. People would notice right away and get all annoying and nosy about it. 

"Babe, please try not to leave hickeys on my neck..." she says with her 'pleading apologetic' look. I nod in embarrassment, while grabs my t-shirt. Yes, my t-shirt. She throws it over herself, reaching up to her knees. I grab my boxers and put them on, while I go downstairs and try to cook breakfast. There's already a bunch of food for us. It's getting really bright outside, the sun is shining so bright, nearly blinding me. I'm not so surprised, since it's nearly 11am. There's absolutely no clouds in sight, it's a beautiful day. I open the curtains, revealing the green landscapes outside the glass slide-in doors. I look outside for a little longer, looking at the shore of the private beach that's waiting for us. I'm still pretty jet-lagged, it's like 2am for me in LA. I still got some sleep, and that's what matters. I hear light footsteps predicting off the wooden stairs and Jennifer runs up to me with a glowing smile on her face. She's still wearing my shirt, I took a different shirt to wear and my boxers.