Dawn

Cornucopia

"You're a fallen angel isn't this like holy ground?" I ask.

"It was built by fallen angels, but very few know it exist." he answers.

"Who named it? Do the archangels know about it?" I ask curiously.

"They shouldn't, but you know how a few have gotten out of line in the past; breaking the laws.."

"Will there be any unexpected company?"

"No, since one; most of the fallen angel population is rotting in hell, two the Archangels have been prohibited to come back to earth for the next thousands of years, and three mortals can't see this place." he says with a smirk, "So I have you my beloved wife, all to myself." he's giving me a devilish grin full of mischief. I smile to myself, no I have you all to myself, and there's no where to hide...

"So....... are you ready to get taken care of, cherished, loved, and spoiled? I'll make you happy with every touch, are you frisky?" he says wiggling his eyebrows, I laugh.

"Nope I'm hungry, what is there to eat." I'm serious, but he understands it differently..

"Ohh.." He raises his eyebrows. "We just got here Nora, can't you wait a bit then you'll have the whole buffet to yourself. At least let us get into the house first.." I'm a bit confused if we're still speaking of the same thing.

"There's a buffet here? Who does all the cooking?" This doesn't make sense, I thought we were going to be alone, completely alone. Patch knows I can make my own meals, besides a whole buffet is too much, being that I'm going to be the only one really eating.

"Everything is fresh, and natural. And available whenever you feel hungry or thirsty." He licks his bottom lip, I look at him bewildered.

"Wait are we even talking about the same thing? What are you talking about??" Then it hits me, I feel slow. "Ohh... You're so immature." I roll my eyes and smile.

"Were you not on the same page as me? Are you now?" He gives me a devilish grin.

"Nope still hungry.." He smiles wider. "Not that knind of hungry."

"Your loss, it was ready to open, drink included. I was already going to stsrt warming things up for you." Seeing the look on my face he chuckles, it irritates me a bit because the joke wasn't funny anymore. Then he suddenly bends forward in the small boat and hugs me tightly. "I love you Angel." He whispers into my ear, then kisses the top of my head.

A few moments later shore touches the bottom of the boat. Patch helps me out, onto the soft, white sand. Hand in hand we walk towards the boardwalk leading Into the breath taking house. It now truly feels like we have forever to ourselves.

We walk in, there's a small dinning room to our right, and a small but spacey and fancy kitchen to our left. I walk straight into the kitchen not taking in the rest of the house, ahead of Patch. The refrigerator is full of anything you can imagine, meats, vegetables, and dairy. The pantry is overflowing, cabinets full of dishes, pans, cups, plates, it's a full equipped kitchen.
I start preparing a few sandwiches, while Patch carries our things inside. I have five good looking sandwiches, I grab a bag of chips, two juice boxes, and head towards the couch where Patch is scrolling through chanels on the tv. I set the food on a small coffe table, and sit next to Patch, he puts his arm over me, and I lift my legs onto the couch.
Patch takes one sandwich, a juice box, here and then eats a few chips. I practically eat everything else. He chose a black and white film, with very few dialogue. I try to keep up, but I get hopelessly lost. Later I find myself dozing off. I dont know when he got up, but I felt him cover me in a small, warm blanket so I slept on his lap. I had such a wonderful slumber, no dreams, or nightmares, just a peaceful rest, with my man there with me. Sleep is such a beautiful thing, but there is one thing better than sleep.....