Blast From The Past

Chapter 15

We enjoyed breakfast in bed this morning after a nice lie-in. Neither of us wanted to move or get ready for the day so it was a bit of a struggle when we did get ready. Joey has to go to meet with the band for some meetings etc so I'm at his, doing some work as he's let me use his laptop.

During my dinner break, Nikki, Jessie and Sophie video call me which was so much fun. I fill them on what me and Joey have been doing and they do the same with themselves.
I'm attempting to cook tea for the two of us; chicken curry and rice. Hopefully it'll be edible! Joe should be getting back any time now, and although it's only been a few hours, it's weird being here in his house without him.
"Hello honey, I'm home!" I hear Joe coming through the front door. I run to greet him. Can't help but wrap myself around him making him chuckle. "Why don't you go chill out while tea is finishing cooking, it'll be about ten minutes or so." He disappears to the bathroom while I head back to the kitchen.
"This looks delicious babe!" Joe exclaims as he's placing the dishes on the table. I watch as he eats, I feel proud of myself.

First time I've ever made chicken curry and even I think it's tasty. "So how was your day with the guys?" I ask in between mouthfuls. "Yeah it was good. There was only me, the Knights and Danny so it was great." Where was Donnie, I sensed Joey was a little apprehensive about seeing him this morning which I totally understand.
The rest of the evening, we just chilled out watching movies.
"What time is it baby?" Sleepy Joey asks as my phone pings the alarm. "Time for you to leave me here in this big bed all alone Mac." He soon wakes up and roll over to be on top of me, his blue eyes blazing into mine.

"Get in the shower with me?" I gently push him off me and stand by the bathroom, "come on stud, what are you waiting for?" I try to be as seductive as I can be, I've never seen him move so fast so I guess my attempt worked. I feel his lips on my own, starting soft and gentle then the urgency of desire turns it more passionate. There's the faint sound of a phone ringing coming from the bedroom. We are too entangled to bother with it but whoever is calling is persistent. "Crap, guess I better answer it." He quickly kisses me before climbing out of the shower. He doesn't even bother to put a towel on, not that I have any complaints. I lick my lips as I gaze longingly at him from here. I find myself blushing when I hear his throat clearing obviously trying to gage my attention from what I'm doing. "What the hell, they can wait!" He resigns as he climbs back into the shower. Eventually we clean up and hurriedly, he dresses himself and gets ready to leave. "You're going to be on my mind all day long baby girl! You better be good while I'm gone?" I play coy. Acting as if I don't know what he's insinuating. "You don't fool me, behave, you little minx. See ya later, love you." He kisses me, winks and strolls off. My cheeks are burning. What am I gonna do today, I ponder.
I YouTube some videos of dance routines and try to replicate them. My injuries make it harder but I persist through. Doing easier routines is something I can manage, I hate that I can't be a professional dancer anymore as it was all I ever wanted to do as a career, but over time, I've come to accept that I'm not able to.
"Honey, I'm home!" A familiar voice yells out as they're coming in the front door, I rub my sleepy eyes. Then he appears at the door of the living room. Looking at him, he looks a little tired. I gesture for him to come sit next to me on the sofa. "Do you want a massage, handsome?" I offer him. Before he even gets the chance to speak, I lift my hands up to the back of his shoulders. There's slight tension in the muscles. I rub them gently. "Harder babe." He murmurs. Seductly, I whisper in his ear asking if he'd prefer something else to be hard. I hear him growling. He takes hold of my hands with his own, stands up pulling me with him and leads me to his bedroom.
"So, how was your day?" I ask him now we're laid up in bed and I am half wrapped around him. "It was alright. Let's talk about your day instead. How was yours?" I kiss him to show him exactly how much I've missed him today. "Much better now you're home! But been doing some dancing, seeing how much I can manage." I can tell he's wanting to ask how it was to dance again. "I miss it. I wish I had taken better care of myself so that I could still be dancing." I feel his fingers gently stroking my side. "Do you think you could get maybe dance again one day?" I look downwards. "I doubt it. It would be too much pressure on my joints. If I make them weak then it may affect my capability of possibly having children in the future." We lay, both lost in our own thoughts. "I'd maybe like to have children one day but it'd have to be with someone truly special." His eyes burn into me as if he's saying more than what he's actually saying out loud. "Me too. Not right now though, I'm enjoying us are we are." His face lights up. "I just want you all to myself first!" He rolls to his side, our noses are touching, his hand lifts up to tuck my hair behind my ear before he lowers it while caressing my skin. "I love you, Katee. Whatever you want or need, I'm here for the long haul. I will do whatever it takes to make you happy. I can't imagine my life without you in it." I can feel the emotion building up inside of him, seeing vulnerability in him, makes me love him so much more. "Ditto Joseph. You've shown me what a real man is; someone who is kind, supportive, protective, passionate and someone who isn't afraid to show his true feelings."
"I think I just realised what you missed off from what you said about me earlier..." suddenly hearing his husky voice, startles me slightly as we're laid in the dark. "What's that?" I turn to face him. Even though it's dark in here, I can still make out his features and I know he's watching me. "Sexy?" I giggle until I sense the seriousness in his voice, "oh Joseph, you are the most finest, cutest, handsome and definitely the hottest man I know. Is that what was missing?" He mumbles. "Definitely better."

The sound of a stomach rumbling, who's is it, that I'm not sure who, but we decide to order a takeaway delivery. Neither of us can be bothered to cook and it's quite late. We spend the rest of the night in the bedroom, making love, eating, quick fumble, watching Netflix and more love making until we both fall asleep.