"Do you prefer waffles or pancakes?"
Jadean's shirtless body was a distraction to me as he was cooking. Surprise, surprise Jadean and I had been spending a lot of time together. For basically the past three weeks, I've been coming over whenever I could, obviously hooking up as well. Also being around him made me notice the small things about him.
Jadean was a clean freak, anytime he would make us food he would always clean up everything after. He would always find something to straighten up, wipe or sweep. Whenever he was nervous he couldn't keep eye contact at all, and if he smiled wide enough you could see his dimple on the left side of his cheek.
Which I was surprised I didn't notice until recently.
He really liked cooking as well, he always made me food. Every time I came over he had something hot and ready or was in the process of it. Jadean was a good ass cook so I had no complaints with this and I liked seeing the way his face practically light up every time I complimented his cooking.
Even though our dynamic with each other wasn't labeled, it was comfortable. I like coming over and Jadean took care of me at the end of the day. I didn't want to rush into anything and honestly every time I seem to get ahead of myself things seem to never work out in my favour. But I had to ask him sooner than later.
"Are you going to answer me or you are gonna keep daydreaming about my body?" Jadean smirked as he leaned against the counter. I snapped out of my thoughts as my face heated up a bit, "I can't do both?" I joke, "But seriously, pancakes please."
"Perfect, because that's what I prepared." He smiled before moving away from the counter as he started to plate our food. The smell of the pancakes with sausage egg bagel sandwiches filled my nose. I practically salivated at the sight as he pushed the plate towards me.
He placed his own plate down beside me before we both started eating, "I don't care what time it is during the day I will always be eating breakfast food." I smiled before I used the fork to take a bite. "You're just a fat bitch that's why." Jadean smirked before sitting beside me.
"Let me remind you that I have a fork in my hands and it's very easy to be able to use this as a weapon." I say before shaking my head and rolling my eyes. "Im sorry mam." Jadean laughed. We ate our food as we talked about random topics. Honestly, as much as we talked we never talked about what we're exactly doing.
Quite frankly I didn't even know what we were doing really, and despite it being comfortable I just didn't know how long I could keep up this dynamic with him without addressing any labels. After we finished eating, we both cleaned up and I offered to wash the dishes with him.
After we were done, we started drying our hands before Jadean spoke, "Have I ever told you that you look sexy with your hair out." He put the towel down he was drying his hands with on the counter as he wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me in closer. I gave him a small smile as one of his hands made his way to my curls as his fingers played with them. "You're really trying to charm your way in some pussy right now?"
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ROMANTICIZE | 18+
Romancethe story of Zhavia Kennedy, a hopeless romantic. & Jadean Louis, a hyper sexual man with philophobia. PHILOPHOBIA : the fear of love.