The Personal Trainer's Bride {Interracial Curvy Romance}

Pause Of the World

Blake 

My eyes slowly squint soon as the beam of sunlight hits my face the same time I'm roused when I feel something kick my leg follow by a hearable yawn. I shift my eyes from the windows and the walls to find Key, Kelly, Tessa, and Harper slumbering peacefully just as Theo Bear turning his body under the covers to face me with his innocent dark brown doe eyes. "Sorry, daddy." 

"It's okay, little bud." I run my hand through his head full of loose curls. "How was your sleep, did you have a good dream last night?" 

"I had fun last night, daddy." 

"That's great to hear, buddy. I'm glad you had fun at your Cousin Steven and Cousin Chaiza's wedding last night. Are you hungry for breakfast?" I query.

"Yeah!" Theodore nods and gingerly crawls on the bed, so he wouldn't wake his sisters as well as Key up. I turn to grab my phone off the nightstand to read the time is 7:15 in the morning before I sit my phone back on the dresser. The two of us depart from the bedroom to the kitchen as we gather the mise en place to cook up a storm of waffles, scrambled eggs, bacon, plain regular bagels with peanut butter smeared at the tops, and a pitcher of orange juice to sit at the table. I just shake a can of the non-sticking cooking spray and spritz on the interior of the waffle maker for Theodore to pour a great amount of batter into the maker on both sides before I close the lid shut. Then, I start on the bacon and eggs after cracking them against the edge of the counter, bringing them over to the bowl as I whisk the eggs with a fork at a fast, steady pace. After that, I pour the mixture as it plummets in the center of the pan like running water comes from the faucet along with speckling the bacon pieces in the eggs while I scramble them with a spatula. While the eggs and bacon are sizzling, I take the carton of orange juice out of the refrigerator along with the spotless, empty pitcher from the cabinet to the center of the table for me to pour the juice. 

I lift my head and glance at Theodore singing along the theme song of SpongeBob SquarePants using a soft pirate accent. Just as the eggs and bacon are almost done, I take the chocolate chip muffins out of the plastic container and I grin elatedly at how my life turns out to be-- I'm happily engaged to my queen and we are doing a terrific job raising four kids together. I turn the stove off, scooping the strips of bacon with the spatula from the pan to the double layered paper towel on the plate hence the fact the grease won't leak on the plate. I check on the waffles by lifting the lid to see that the waffles are golden brown and crispy on the edges, but soft when a pair of arms swathe around my waist from behind in addition to feeling gentle pecks on the crook of my neck. I shut my eyes around the time the corners of my mouth tug upwards dreamily.

"Good morning, fiancé." Her soft voice breathes into my ear. Shit, this woman is so irresistible to me; I'm gonna have my way with her tonight and have her hot and bothered beneath me while she moans my new title, her husband. I understand we're newly engaged, but I love saying as well as hearing that word because it rings like a nice bell.  

"Good morning, fiancée." I pivot on my heels to face my beloved fiancée, who is beaming sweetly. I wrap my arms around her waist, tilt my head, and draw my face closer to her to kiss her in the mouth briefly. "Did you get a good sleep last night?" I query.

"I love waking up to you and the kids in the morning," Key answers. I cup her face in my hands and lean my face towards her forehead to place a soft kiss. "Breakfast is almost ready, m'lady."

"Okay, my love." She stands on her tippy toes to peck on my lips and I let her go from my arms. Just as she begins to walk to the living room, I smack her behind with my hand and within an instant; she snaps her head back at me to give me a sensual smirk. I grin back at her amorously and get back to work on the food.