A Journey From Germany 2

Chapter 61

"Daniel, please, we need to go to bed, and if I get a love bite again, what would your parents think? My shirt shows my collarbone," I reasoned.
Daniel straightened up, "Are you ashamed of me?" he asked.
I sighed, "Never, but if I have a mark, people will talk," I muttered.
Daniel laughed, kissing my forehead, "I know, I'm just teasing you," he whispered into my ear.
I nodded and we went to bed.

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August 1st

I woke up and saw Daniel still asleep. I quickly put on my robe and slipped on inside shoes and started to make some breakfast. Once I knew I only had a few minutes till the toast would finish I went upstairs and lightly shook Daniel, "Breakfast is almost finished," I said.

Daniel sat up, looking at me with tired eyes, "Can I not go back to sleep?" he asked.
I shook my head, "I would think you are used to waking up early on a Saturday morning," I said with a small laugh.

Daniel sighed and sat up, "I'll be down soon," he grumbled.
I nodded, "Ok, try not to take too long, you don't want the toast to go cold," I said, giving him a quick peck on the forehead.

I quickly went downstairs and started to make sure the toast was ready. I got the canned beans and put them in the saucer to heat up. I heard the stairs creak softly as Daniel descended them. I looked over and saw him with his navy blue trousers with suspenders over a white button-up shirt covering his undershirt.

A minute later the beans were ready and I put the beans on the plate with the toast. We sat down and started to eat, "What are your plans for tomorrow?" Daniel asked me.

I took a bite of toast and thought for a moment, "Well, I'm planning to buy your gift today, and I'll go to your parent's house after church," I said.
Daniel nodded and continued to eat, after we ate we quickly washed our food and got change.

Daniel had added his navy suit jacket and got ready for the day while I wore a dark worn blue button-up skirt that I had made in my spare time. I added an off-white blouse with a thin red ribbon in a cat bow (I think it's more 40s-60s) with slightly puffed sleeves.

I added some cosmetics and styled my hair, I noted that even with my hair curled it brushes my shoulders. I pulled my hair back and decided to book an appointment at the salon.

Daniel has finished brushing his teeth and styling his hair, and wrapped his arms around my neck, resting them on my chest, "What's with that frown or slightly displeased expression of thought?" he asked, kissing my temple.

I sighed, "My hair, it's getting too long, even curled it reaches my shoulders, it's fine if it's natural, it would be curled to my mid-neck, maybe my ears with some luck," I muttered, finally pinning my hair back.

Daniel rested his head on mine, "You always have your hair in a bun, I don't think you'd have any problem, although you have cut your hair rather short, which you do look lovely in, the same said with your long hair," Daniel said, kissing my neck.

I sighed, "I have mixed feelings about my hair. I like it long, but it reminds me of when I was Hitler's pet, but I do like my short hair, I've known you while my hair was short for the most part, so I think I should keep my hair around my shoulders when it isn't curled," I explained with a sigh.

Daniel nodded, "I think it'll look good, but you can do whatever you want, it's your hair, so I have no control over it," he said.
I nodded and stood up, "Well, I'll stop by a salon today and book an appointment, now, you should go to synagogue before you're late, and it gets me more time to buy your gift," I stated.