Day 724

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Hands encircled my waist as the bacon sizzled in the pan.

Lips came close to my ear and slightly took the lobe of it between their teeth, biting down ever so firmly, before the lips planted a kiss on my neck.

"Good morning sweetheart," his voice rasped in my ear. "And what's the special occasion," he asked as he looked at the spread that I had set up on the table.

I closed my eyes and breathed in. Before turning around to face him, wrapping my arms around his neck, and kissing him on the lips softly.

He took it as an invitation and greedily dug in as if I was the last dessert he would ever taste. His lips devoured mine, his mint latent tongue intertwining with mine. His body pressed firmly against mine, his body heat, and excitement beginning to swelter.

I pulled away, breathless and smiled sweetly at him.

"No reason babe," I lied. "I just wanted to make you a nice breakfast for a change. You're always spoiling me, I thought why not spoil you." The lie felt heavy on my tongue.

His lips curled into a grin, his eyes shone with love and adoration as he planted a kiss on my cheek and pulled away.

"You don't need to spoil me, I'm spoiled by just being in your presence Alanna," he said and kissed my lips once more before freeing me from his grasp and walking out of the kitchen to the dining room.

I waited until I could no longer hear his footsteps and the breathed a sigh of relief.

I hated to lie. I especially hated to lie to him. He could always see through me after being with him for so long. I thought he would see through me this time, that I would become transparent before his eyes and that the cogs and wheels working in my brain would reveal my plan, but it had worked. Kissing him always worked, always distracted him. I had learned this essential skill quite quickly.

I turned myself back towards the stove to tend to my burning bacon and quickly removed it from the pan in an almost frantic manner.

I needed everything to go right. Everything had to go right today, because today, today would be the day that I would finally make my escape.

What happened to lead us here? What do you think of the non linear format of this book? It's starting near the end, if you read the title.

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