Shattered

Clinton's Luck

I wake up to ringing of my phone.

"Hello?" I ask my voice literally almost gone.

I barely slept last night. I fully collapsed for sleep an hour and twenty minutes ago. And its nine in the morning now.

"Happy Birthday!" They yell. I smile.

I can make out Charlotte, Tyler and my son from the loud voices.

"Thank you so much." I say and they all send their best wishes.

Charlotte is left speaking to me.

"So, how are you?" She asks. There is mischief in her voice.

I stare at Nate's naked back as he sleeps peacefully.

"I'm fine. How are you?" I ask smiling to myself.

Oh I'm more than fine.

"I'm good. So you're just fine?" She asks

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"My mom's friend Sarah, who is also our neighbour, called to ask me to stop screaming 'Nathan' . That it had been going on since eleven until two when she called me.

Now for a moment, I asked myself. Who could be calling Nathan's name and why at night. But the rasp of your voice this early morning says it all. So spill. Did you do it?" She asks.

I flush. Nathan's arm worsens this when it snakes around my waist.

"Yes." I say shyly. She squeals.

"Oh, I'm super excited for you girl! I cant wait for you to tell me." She says.

After our salutations, I end the call.

And I head right back to sleep in Nathan's arms.

A few moments later I drift into deep sleep. That's until I reach over to the place that was occupied by Nathan moments ago and I find  nothing,  I bolt up and I almost run downstairs .

I find him. He is on my stove moving ever so elegantly. His back is naked just like last night.

I blush at the thought of last night.

"Good Morning. "I greet him. He turns around and smiles.

"Good morning baby." He says. He kisses my forehead.

He pushes me gently to the barstool behind me.

"Happy birthday baby." He says putting waffles onto a plate.

I bite into them and I moan. This tastes amazing.

I look up to find him staring hungrily at me.  I cough and he turns to clear his working space.

"I went to the store to get some stuff today. And if it's okay with you I asked Charlotte to stay one more day there." He says. If I didnt know him properly, I'd say he is shy.

"Its absolutely fine with me. Hmm." I say chewing the waffles. This is some good breakfast.

"What do you want to do?" He asks.

I smile.

"Well usually, I wake up. Make a single cupcake or two once Ethan started knowing sweet things. Plant a candle and make a wish. Then I head to work. When I come home I'd be too tired to do anything." I say smiling when I can finally put another waffle into my mouth.

"That's not what I asked now is it babuschka? " He asks speaking a foreign language again.

I stare at his mouth. He licks his lips intentionally knowing that I'm staring at his lips.