Leave the Lights On

Chapter 17

When you wake up, you're being softly patted on the face. Before you're fully awake, you feel Summer climbing over you to get to her mom. Before you know it, you're falling off of the couch. You hit your elbow on the ground and groan.

"Are you okay?" you hear from above you. When you peer up you see two blondes looking down at you.

"I'll just take my coffee down here," you mumble and lay your head on the floor.

They both laugh and you just lay there. You pull the blanket off of Brittany and pull it over your head. You actually do intent to go back to sleep even if you're on the floor.

You hear Summer jump off the end of the couch and run off. Brittany leans off of the couch and places her hands on either side of you. Her body lowers down and she moves over before any of her weight is on you so that you're both lying on the ground. "Babe?"

You peek at her through squinted eyes, "Hmm?"

"What do you want for breakfast?" she asks, snuggling into you.

"I'm sleeping," you close your eyes and burrow into her as her arm drapes over you.

She kisses your forehead and says, "You may have your boss wrapped around your finger and can show up when you want, but I missed half a day yesterday because there was a pool in my bedroom so I have to go to work."

"Boo," you hiss and pull on Brittany's shirt to keep her from leaving you. "Let's just lay here all day."

"I would love to," she says softly, letting her lips brush against yours in a sweet, slow kiss. She rubs your back, "But I have a daughter who will attempt to make her own breakfast if I don't go in there and do it."

You know that the daughter card trumps the girlfriend card every time so you groan and let go of Brittany. "I'll just be here sleeping."

"Mommy!" Summer calls from the kitchen.

"I'll start the coffee," Brittany kisses your cheek and tells you that she loves you.

You stay on the floor until Brittany and Summer bring their breakfast into the living room and sit next to your limp body to have a picnic.

You roll on your side and slowly blink, "I really need to start leaving some scrubs here."

"I cleaned out a drawer for you," Brittany offers, scooting a mug of coffee toward you.

You push up on your elbows and take a sip of the coffee. It keeps you from telling her that you don't want just a drawer. You want an entire armoire and half of the closet. You're starting to think that it might be too soon after your dad made Brittany feel not good enough for you and ruined your ability to buy her things without both of you over thinking it.

But you do smile. She gave you a drawer. "Thank you."

After Summer finishes her cereal, she runs off to get dressed. You need to put a reminder in your phone to remember to bring over some scrubs to put in that drawer. You yawn as you check your phone.

"I'm sorry that I drug you out of bed so late," Brittany says quietly.

You look over at her and she's sitting with her legs crossed, her hands folded in her lap. You dip your head down to catch her eyes, "I would rather be with you than anywhere else in the world and every time you need me I will come running." You want to show her that. When you look at her and see the insecurities and vulnerabilities in her eyes, you want to do nothing, but prove to her that she's perfect. That she's everything you want and everything you need. She's more than you could have ever imagined having. You want to take her to a beautiful place and make love to her until you're sure that she knows how much you're really in love with her.