The Kents

Sixty Three

I prop on my elbows and inch my head closer to him. I slowly place a light kiss at the corner of his mouth and withdraw to gauge his response.

He doesn't waiver, so I inch closer and place another. His forehead slightly wrinkles.

I inch one more time and trail a sequence of soft kisses from one corner of his mouth to the other.

He pouts and his frown deepens until he finally parts his lids and stares at me with sleepy ocean blue pools.

I smile.

He smiles too...

What he does next blows me, and causes me to burst in laughter.

He grabs my whole face with one hand and pushes it away, turning to his side away from me...

"Let me sleep some more..." He murmurs and I chuckle.

"No..." I poke his cheek with one finger.

"Emma, please..." He groans.

"No." I poke him once more and he almost grabs my finger between his teeth but I instantly pull my finger away.

"Fine. Stay asleep." I huff and jump off of his bed, making my way out of his room.

I hear his phone ring before I step out so I call out:

"Your phone is ringing!"

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After taking a real long fulfilling bath, I step out of the bathroom in my towel.

That's when Luke decides to step in...

He eyes all of me before our eyes meet again.

"Breakfast is ready..." He smirks before leaving the room and shutting the door behind him.

I let out an anxious shaky breath and inspect myself once more.

Although we've spoken about this, it still worries me. It even worries me more, on knowing he wants it too...

I change into a comfy pair of jeans and a light tie-front shirt.

I let my hair fall in damp waves against my shoulders and start descending the stares.

I didn't have time for blow drying, Luke comes first... Always!

He was also showered and rejuvenated... He looked so appetizing...

"Eat..." He smirks when he notices I've been checking him out even after taking my seat by the kitchen table.

He prepared some waffles and sprinkled sugar on top, with a bowl of fruits as for the toppings.

I smack my lips together feeling famished, also earning a chuckle from him.

"Emma, do you remember Kevin?" He asks and I swallow the waffle bolus.

"Your grandpa, ofcourse..." I reply.

"He's inviting all of us over for lunch this afternoon." He says and I find myself smiling at the memory of this remarkable old man.

"And..." I frown when Luke's face remains impassive.

"Do you want to go?" He says and I don't waste any time on thinking about this.

"Yes! Of course I do..." I nod at him.

"Okay." He smiles and then pops a blueberry into his mouth.

"Did you tell Erik and Scott?" I ask and he nods.

"They're in and they're bringing Andrea and Stacey along." He says and I grow more excited about this.