En·dear·ing

Mix, mix, mix

Arden • POV

"...And then I tumbled down a hill and got this scar" I explained to Dominic showing him the small cicatrix on my knee.

"Well at least now you have me to catch you when you fall" Dom said kissing the scar on my knee making me blush.

Dom and I were outside on the patio in the backyard taking about our childhoods growing up. The ups and downs, highs and lows, and explaining all the bumps and bruises we got along the way.

Dom had way more scars than I did, most of them covered by his tattoos. He told me he didn't like his scars. But as he grew up there was no choice to like them because it was apart of him no matter how hard he tried to cover them up. he said they were always going to show if you looked close enough.

I liked Doms scars it made him look a little scary and hot at the same time.

I'm sick.

"Did Bubba at least tell you where he was going?" I asked dom laying on his shoulder.

"For the 17th time Arden, no, I don't know where he went. He just told me that he'll be back home this week and he'll make it up to you" dom said pulling me closer to him.

"He better make it up to me. He broke our pinky promise" I said pouting.

"How about we bake a cake? And when Kuba gets back we tell him he can't have any since he broke your pinky promise" dom said tilting my chin up to look at him.

"I like the way you think" I replied smirking.

Dom sat up from the couch. When he saw that I wasn't getting up he scrunched his eyebrows together confused.

Reaching my arms up I made grabby hands towards him wanting to get picked up. Chuckling to himself he lifted me up letting me wrap my legs around his waist.

"What would I do without you" I said smiling nuzzling my face into his neck.

"Probably adopt a monkey and cry when it doesn't listen to you" Dom said opening the back door walking into the house.

"I wouldn't cry" I said lifting my face up from Doms neck mugging him.

"No you wouldn't baby" dom said falsely agreeing with me.

Rolling my eyes dom placed me back on my feet smacking my ass.

"Meanie" I said rubbing my bum.

"Stop rolling your eyes at me and being a brat" dom said getting the ingredients from the cupboard. 

Ignoring him I opened the fridge getting the milk, eggs, and butter.

Placing them on the counter I watched as Dom placed the flour, salt, sugar, vanilla extract, and baking powder on the counter as well.

"Can you get a bowl please kitten" dom asked nicely.

Walking over to the bottom cupboard I bent down a little and looked inside seeing the bowl all the way at the back making me sulk.

Bending down on my knees I got into table top position reaching my right hand into the cupboard all the way at the back trying to feel the bowl I was looking for.

"Baby...what the fuck?" I heard dom say behind me making me turn to look at him confused.

"What?" I asked

"You can't be in that position without underwear and expect me to keep my hands to myself" he said rubbing his hand over his face.

Turning to head a little more to the side I could see that the shirt I was wearing had riden up a little bit leaving my ass on full display.