The Before and After Project (An Emblem3 Fanfiction)

Chapter 34

[A/N: Be prepared to read the longest chapter known to man...C; ]

-One Month Later-

Wes’ POV:

“Rise and shine beautiful” I murmured, pressing my lips to her forehead. She groaned underneath me, not bothering to open her eyes.

“Just give me 5 more minutes” Gabby grumbled, trying to push me off of her. I chuckled, grabbing her hands in mine to make sure that I didn’t fall off of the hotel bed.

“But your birthday breakfast is ready…” I persisted, knowing that this would instantly perk her up. Ever since last night we had checked into the hotel, wanting to spend the entire weekend by ourselves, just the two of us. According to Gabby that was the only present that she wanted for her birthday…but I mean, what kind of a boyfriend would I be if I didn’t have a couple of extra surprises up my sleeve? Her eyes flew open, looking up at me with eager eyes.

“Does it involve either chocolate or some kind of syrup?” she questioned. I grinned, she was way too easy.

“Both.” She immediately tried to throw me off of her, wanting to scramble to the kitchen to demolish her food but I quickly restrained her and kept her down firmly on the bed.

“It wouldn’t be a birthday breakfast if it wasn’t served to you in bed” I chuckled. She pouted at me, but relaxed into the bed. I grinned triumphantly and crawled off of her and off the bed.

“Hurry up then. I can’t wait all day!” she ordered, amused at the fact that I was now her personal slave for the day. I rolled my eyes, walking straight into the kitchen and grabbing the tray of chocolate pancakes off of the bench. I was proud to admit that they had turned out perfectly, I honestly wanted to take a picture because they looked that good. The melted chocolate chips inside the pancake oozing out the sides, the golden syrup drizzled on top and dripping down the large stack. My mouth began to water as I imagined the warm gooey texture of the pancakes melting in my mouth. They’re for Gabby idiot, not you!

“You know…sometimes I swear that you love food more than you love me” I teased, walking back into our room. “Our room”, that sounded like something I could get used to hearing.

“That is a definite possibility” she giggled, now sitting upright in the bed with the covers still wrapped around her. She looked like she had created her own cocoon and it honestly looked like the most adorable sight in the world.

“Gee thanks” I scoffed, setting the tray down on her bed. “Happy Birthday baby” I murmured, pressing my lips to hers gently. I knew she would want to dive straight into the food, so I didn’t bother trying to deepen the kiss or pull her back as soon as she pulled away.

She patted the bed next to her, wanting me to sit there with her. I grinned, crawling over to her and pulling the tray with me, making sure that I was careful not to ruin the picture perfect stack. As soon as I was sitting down in a comfortable position she managed to wiggle her way in between my legs so that she could rest her back against me. She reached for the pancakes giddily, firstly grabbing the fork.

I couldn’t control my hunger for her any longer as I began to nip and suck at her ear. She giggled, swatting me away. Damn, this whole giggly side of her really turns me on…I whined in my head, knowing that her sole focus was still on the food.

“Will you stop that?!” She shrieked, pushing me off of her. “I’m going to end up stabbing you with my fork!” she giggled. I chuckled, nuzzling my face into the side of her neck. She squirmed, still giggling as she reached for her food. She took a tentative slice, not wanting to waste a morsel.