Borrowed Time

Chapter Eighty Two

It was a crime against nature that Juliette ever had to wake up and leave Esme's bed, and she would tell that to a court of law.  It was too comfortable, it smelt like Esme and it was so warm.  Not to mention, most mornings she got to wake up and listen to Esme's steady breathing and heartbeat, she got to smell the sleep on them... It was perfect.

Most mornings.  Some mornings Esme woke up before her and the blissful routine she'd set for herself was ruined... Well, she still loved it, but it wasn't what she was prepared for... She felt Esme's hands slide up her body and furrowed her brows.  No... Not morning... Not already...

"Good morning, sweetheart..." Esme pressed a series of soft kisses to her cheek, her neck... Juliette sighed and smiled, stretching as she brought a hand around to cup Esme's cheek.  What a wake up call this was... She'd love to wake up to Esme every single morning, that sounded like heaven. "You're a vision in the morning, do you know that?" They asked, and Juliette chuckled and turned to look at Esme, blinking the sleep from her eyes... The light made a halo effect around their head, confirming Juliette's thought that they were actually an angel... She knew it.

"Mmm... Flattery will get you nowhere." Juliette murmured, looping her hand around the back of Esme's neck as one hand slid down their chest to rest on their waist so that she could pull them closer... There was too much space between them, she wouldn't stand for this.

"It's not flattery if it's true, right?" Esme pressed a kiss to her forehead, hovering above her in a way that was both delicious and frustrating... She wanted to touch her, kiss her... She wanted Esme to lay on her, all of her body weight pressing into hers... That sounded so nice right now. "That's what you've told me." ... Okay, so she had a point, Juliette had told her that before.

"You make a good point there." She pulled hard, making Esme lose their balance so that they were lying on her... Good.  She chuckled at the small squeak that came from Esme's throat... Cute.  "Not morning yet." She mumbled, and Esme chuckled, pressing a kiss to her upper chest before they pressed out of her arms.  Rude... Why would they do this?

"Oh, but it is... And while my mom doesn't have the day off like she thought she did, she does get home at noon to go shopping, so I'd recommend getting up." Juliette opened one eye, looking at Esme suspiciously... It felt a little early to be getting ready for something that wasn't happening until noon... Granted, she wasn't always the best at telling what time it was, but she was almost certain that it wasn't noon yet.

"What time is it?" She asked, and Esme slid off her and sighed, settling at her side.  She snaked a hand up Juliette's shirt to rest on her stomach as she spoke.

"Nine... But we have a habit of getting distracted." The way that they said that made Juliette smirk as she sat up a bit, placing a hand over Esme's... She knew what that mean, and she was more than happy to keep up their streak.

"Is that your way of saying that I'm very... Tactile?" She asked, and Esme snorted, leaning in to kiss her softly before they pulled away and sat up, clearing their throat as they ran a hand through their hair... Well... That was a way to get her up, wasn't it?

"Yeah.  That's exactly what I'm saying... Except someone left me high and dry last night, so maybe that title doesn't exactly fit." Esme said, her tone entirely sarcastic.  Juliette chuckled and sat up, kissing across the expanse of Esme's shoulders and the back of their neck before she draped one arm over one shoulder and rested her head on the other... There was no way she was still thinking about that, right?  It'd been hours ago.

"Are you still upset about that?" Juliette asked, and Esme sighed and placed a hand on her arm, pressing kisses from the crook of her elbow down to the tips of her fingers, making her chuckle as she tucked her face into the crook of Esme's neck.  So romantic.  So sweet.