His Muffin

Distracted

CHAPTER 14

{Xavier Knight}

I wake up really comfortably, I feel warm and cuddle further into my heat source.

"Hmm," my heat source hums. Are they supposed to? No.

I open my eyes and see the back of my girlfriend's head and smile.

I kiss her head and turn to look at the time; 11:20 PM. Holy shit I've slept so much.

I go to get up but my body aches a bit so I decide I need to hold my girl longer to get better. Yes, it works. Don't question it.

I slide my hands around her waist and she moves a bit, turning around and resting her head against my bandaged chest.

Her eyes open and she blinks up at me, smiling. This is officially the best day of my life.

"Good morning," she mumbles, placing her head back on my chest.

"Good morning muffin," I grin.

"Time please," she murmurs.

"Around 11:20 PM," I inform, not wanting to look away from her.

"Get up?" She asks quietly.

"In a bit," I answer, pulling her closer and burying my face in her neck, and breath in. She smells mouthwatering.

I pull away even though I don't want to. If I stay any longer I won't get up at all.

I stand up and the blanket pulls off her. That's when I notice my shirt has ridden up to her waist, exposing her smooth legs. She borrowed it because she didn't want to sleep in jeans and I happily gave it to her, I love the thought of her in my clothes. When I saw her in them I decided that she looks the best in my clothes.

She looks even better in my bed with them on.

She notices me staring and turns around, cuddling into the pillow next to her, acting like she doesn't realize.

I stare at my view for a bit longer, my eyes tracing her curves, then turn away, walking into the bathroom before I do anything.

I want to wait. I want our first to be special but if she keeps doing that I don't think this plan will go through.

I walk into the bathroom and freshen up and walk out. I see Amaya asleep again and I cover her so she doesn't get cold and head downstairs to make us some food.

Even though it's almost midnight, I'm sure she is hungry.

I ate the muffin she got me before I fell asleep but other than that I haven't eaten anything in two days so I was starving too.

After making us some sandwiches, I go bake up to my room to find her still asleep so I set down the plates and walk over to her side.

"Muffin," I whisper, gliding my knuckles against her cheeks.

"Hmm?" She stirs.

"I made us some sandwiches. Let's eat," I lay down slightly, pulling her to my chest.

"You're hurt," she mumbles, trying to pull away.

"It doesn't hurt," I assure. It really doesn't and even if it did I wouldn't care.

She lays there for a bit before sitting up and turning to look at me.

"You should've woken me up, I would make you something. You shouldn't move around a lot," she looks cute when she is worried.

"Baby, worst things have happened to me. I'm sure I can handle some minor cuts and bruises" I reassure.

"But still-" I cut her off.