Obsession (18+) (FINISHED) (2024)

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Riley

I woke up early the next morning, and when I stared down at Paris, I found him sound asleep next to me.

And since I didn't want to wake him just yet, I got up off the bed and took a small shower, deciding the dampen my hair so I could brush it out.

I still smelled like his body wash from last night, so I didn't really care to add more.

After I got out, I pulled on some of my old clothes, a pair of jean shorts, some black leggings, and an anime T-shirt that had a hole in the side because I wore it everyday in middle school.

And I padded out of the bathroom, still barefoot, and decided to go do something useful.

They had this romantic thing in the novels I read where the man gave the woman breakfast in bed to show how much he cared about her.

What if it was flipped? Woman giving a man breakfast in bed?

I didn't really care, I just threw the pot on the stove and cracked some eggs, placing two slices of cheese in top and a pinch of salt, and I continuously folded the food over until it solidified.

I smiled.

Perfect.

After pouring him a glass of orange juice, I walked over to his pantry and pulled out a tray, carrying it over to the counter as I put the plate of eggs, the cup of orange juice, and a fork as well as a knife placed on a napkin.

I carried it into the bedroom.

After placing it on the nightstand, I hovered over him as he lay asleep.

And I shook him, making him exhale a groan.

"Paris," I whispered, shaking him, "wake up. Waaake uuuup."

His lashes parted and I smiled. "What?"

"I made you some breakfast." I gestured to the plate of food on the nightstand.

He rolled over and glanced at it, and then back at me before sitting up. "I thought you can't cook."

I placed the tray carefully on his lap before crawling into bed beside him.

"I only know how to cook eggs," I responded honestly.

"Only?" he echoed, sparing me a glance before picking some up and taking a bite.

"Yeah," I said, "only. My dad taught me how to make them."

His eyes lit up when he swallowed. "OH, JESUS FUCK, THIS IS GOOD!"

I smiled when he started eating the entire plate in a matter of seconds.

I watched as he finished, and he first set his tray back on the nightstand, then smiled down at me before catching my chin and lowering his mouth to mine.

I gave in then, raising myself up until our foreheads touched and heat flashed through me like waves.

And he let go of my lips, staring down at me with a smile. "Good morning."

I gazed up at him, feeling a calmness wash through me due to the soft kiss he gave me.

I studied his blue gaze, getting lost in his beautiful ocean. "Good morning."

He patted his lap, and I crawled over to him, sitting in it sideways as I rested my head on his shoulder.

He ran his fingers through my hair, and I nearly purred like a cat, but refrained because that would've been creepy.

It only took a moment to hear his breath catch, and I felt him tug my hair out of the pony tail.

I opened my eyes when I felt the thickness fall down to my waist.