Take Flight

Follow Me

You open your eyes to some unknown walls once again. It had always amazed you how different things can look at night, but everywhere you'd been with Angelina seemed to increase that effect. She makes everything so much more intense for you. Everything you see, you see it more beautiful. Everything you hear, your it more clearly. Everything you feel. You feel it stronger. And deep down you know, or you desperately wish to know that you cause the same effects on her.

You turn on your back, the small rays of sun warming up your lightly dressed body through the thin white sheet covering you. Your eyes are drawn by the beautiful face sleeping just a couple inches from you. She looks more peaceful than ever sleeping, her muscles relaxed and her features seeming so much more innocent, just like an angel that you know that, in truth, she is. You never thought you'd get lucky enough to be able to wake up to such face almost every morning, and every single time you wonder how it is possible, and wether it's real or not.

You slowly place the tip of your finger on the soft skin of her cheek and make it linger all the way to neck and collarbones, just enough time for her to start stirring up. She opens her ocean eyes and smiles as soon as her gaze lands on you.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

Her smile increases and she takes your arm, pulling you into a soft yet passionate kiss. It's been stated a long time ago that both of you didn't care about morning breath, and that everything you wanted was each other, and nothing could come in between. Nothing except a one-year-old who's just mastered the art of running.

A little ball of energy runs into the room, as Angelina had made you understand she'd rather sleep the door open than have her son beaten up by said door, jumping up and down to get her mom, or you, to carry him onto the large bed.

"Mama ! Bed !"

Angelina pulls away from you with a soft chuckle and pick Maddox up from the floor, making him sit between her legs. Once again she plays with his hair, a smile plastered on her beautiful face.

"He's quite fast for a one-year-old," you comment with a smile.

"Yes he is. He's not even one and a half yet and I already have to be careful about which doors I leave open !" she answers on a laughter.

She looks away from the child to gaze at you and raises her eyebrow.

"Why are you always dressed ? I mean I know it's December but it's well heated here."

"I just get cold easily. I wouldn't want to get sick and miss a day around you," you softly say with a small kiss on her lips, "C'mon, I'll make this overly sugary sweet duo breakfast. You do have food here ? I mean since you can't coo... Hey !"

You're interrupted by a pillow thrown at your face. You usually would throw it back at her but Maddox is right in front of her, and she knows you wouldn't dare, staring at you with a playful grin.

"So that's how it is ?"

"That's how it is."

"I guess you'll have to make breakfast on your own then."

"Oh c'mon !" she rolls on the side of the bed to get up and grabs your hand as she says the words, "I have to show you the garden. We have to show her the garden, right sweetheart ?"

Maddox answers with the cutest smile an angel could have. How could you ever resist to this ? You roll your eyes and walk out of the room, getting rid of Angelina's embrace.

"Pancakes ready in ten !"

"Make it twenty !" you hear as you try to make your way to the kitchen.

You walk around the house for a minute, the kitchen being nowhere to be found. You did eat in it just last night but your memories are blurry from the emotions you felt.

"Why the fuck does she need... Oh."

You step into the newly-found kitchen and discover a whole different universe once more. You wonder if the problem isn't your mind somehow. Wandering around the shiny furniture, your try and find the right ingredients to make the pancakes you promised to make.

"Angelina, don't you have..."

Your stopped by two slender arms lingering against your waist, hugging it. Angelina presses her body against yours, softly. You don't even need to take a guess to know it's her, you could recognize every curve on her body in the dark. You smile and turn your head around to kiss her lips just slightly, brushing them lovingly.

"I thought you asked for twenty minutes."

"Five for the nanny to come in, fifteen before Maddox comes down in a tantrum."

You chuckle as you listen to her talk about her son. You can hear all the love she has for him in her voice and it makes your heart melt.

"He's that terrible ?"

"That terrible."

She lets go of you and grab an apple from the counter, leaning against it for a minute, both her elbows pressed against it as she's staring at you.

"Fourteen now, let's go."

She gets back up and grabs your hand as she walks past you, steeping out of the room you had so much trouble finding. You don't truly try to resist her drawing you behind her but you do pout funnily.

"I have to make pancakes."

"Forget the pancakes darling," she laughs, looking over her shoulder to take a look at me, knowing very well which kind of expression she'll see on my face, "This is way better, and we're almost down to thirteen. You're no better than Maddox, throwing tantrums this way."

"I'm not throwing a tantrum. I'm pouting. And I want my pancakes."

"These moments remind me of how young you are."

You roll your eyes and let yourself be completely drawn outside of the room. Even thought you know you should focus on the rooms you go through so as to not get lost again in this gigantic house, you can't help but get lost into Angelina's presence once again, as always. Your senses are on fire just from her simple touch, and you can't get enough of her perfect figure, perfect face, her hair flying as she walks fast, her scent invading your lungs. Magical is what she is, and you could never be around her enough, you could never watch her long enough. You wonder everyday if she could feel the same about you, and somehow you always find the same answer.

"Hey," she briskly says as she stops walking, turning back to face you, "I want you to close your eyes okay ? Don't start worrying, I just want to show you something, but everything gets more exciting when it's a surprise, so close your eyes. I won't murder you or propose today, don't worry, this will come in time."

You feel her lips brush yours softly.

"I'm kidding, I'm never gonna kill you. Okay do it now okay ? And empty that busy mind of yours, this is a quiet place."

Your brain has a hard time registering the information it just heard and you can't do anything but close your eyes as Angelina asked.

"I'm right beside you, I'll guide you."

She puts an arm around your waist and start walking slowly, directing you on ten right path, whispering to be careful at any bump on the ground, or bush on the side. She makes you climb up a few steps, maybe four, and stops walking, not letting go of your hand anyways.

"We're here."

You feel her lips on yours, not in a soft kiss but a passionate one, one full of desire and power just as much as love.

"Open your eyes now."

Your lips are sealed.

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i have to say i'm not exactly sure ab where i'm going w this but like-