Take Me Home

Chapter 13 - Rainy Day Activities

As the first rays of morning light filtered through the sheer curtains of the apartment, she bustled around the kitchen. The soft hum of a coffee machine filled the space, providing a comforting backdrop to my activities. Vixey had spent considerable time deciding on what to wear for today's breakfast, settling on a casual yet stylish outfit—a soft, blue shirt paired with comfortable jeans. She wanted to look effortless and yet put-together for Matt, whom she had everything to thank for a lovely evening just last night.

Matt arrived punctually at eight, a bouquet of fresh daisies in one hand and an irresistible, boyish grin on his face. Her heart skipped a beat as she opened the door.

"Good morning. I thought these might brighten up the kitchen." Matt said, extending the flowers.

"They're beautiful, thank you." she replied, her cheeks flushing slightly. She led him into the kitchen. The scent of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the aroma of homemade pancakes, creating an inviting and warm atmosphere.

"This is perfect, Vixey," Matt said as he poured rich, dark maple syrup over his pancakes. "You didn't have to go all out."

"Consider it a thank you for last night. I had a great time," she replied, sincerity in her words.

They recounted moments from the previous evening—a magical night filled with laughter, great food, and mutual discovery. There was a palpable chemistry that had surprised both, an easy flow of conversation that didn't feel forced or contrived, just right.

As the morning progressed, their conversation drifted toward possible plans for the day. She suggested a visit to the art gallery downtown, while Matt was keen on a nature hike at a nearby park. However, a sudden murmur of thunder diverted their attention, making them glance out the window. Dark clouds had started gathering in the sky, bringing with them the promise of an impending storm.

"No nature hike today, huh?" Matt commented, eyebrows raised.

"Or an art gallery," she replied, watching the first few raindrops splatter against the window.

"Looks like we're staying in. What shall we do to pass the time, then?" Matt asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Well, We have a collection of novels and a dusty old checkers board" Vixey stated warmly, keeping her mind from wondering after the look on his face.

"Books and checkers it is," Matt agreed with enthusiasm.

They cozied up in the living room, surrounded by the sounds of the rain's rhythm. Their conversation included discussions about our favorite books, authors, and genres, revealing even more about our personalities. The hours ticked by effortlessly, and soon Matt proposed we take a break and set up the checkers game.

The checkers board was placed on the coffee table, and they settled on the floor, facing each other. As the game progressed, Matt's demeanor shifted ever so subtly—his competitive spirit mingled with a flirtatious edge. Each time she made a successful move, he would shoot her an amused look, one that made her pulse quicken just a little more.

"You're surprisingly good at this," Matt said, leaning slightly closer.

"Surprising? Why?" she retorted, arching an eyebrow. Vixey was aware of the growing tension and found herself reveling in it.

"I didn't take you for a checkers strategist. You've got layers, Vixey," he replied, his gaze lingering on her a fraction longer than it did before.

She found herself growing increasingly anxious in a way that felt exhilarating. The combination of their proximity, Matt's intense eyes, and their light banter made her heart race.