White Mustang - Rafe Cameron

Albatross

I had fallen asleep on the couch, I didn't realize how many hours had passed until I opened my eyes a little.

"Hey, sweetheart. Let's go to bed" I saw Rafe's figure sitting on the edge of the couch.

"Mmhm" I groaned as I settled back on the couch and closed my eyes again.

Then I felt him slip his arms underneath me, he was carrying me to our room.

"I'm going out, I have to go get the stuff we left with Topper" he whispered as he laid me down on the bed and pulled a blanket over me "I won't be long" after that he kissed me on the forehead and left.

I sank back into my deep sleep.

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I woke up with the sun shining directly in my face, the curtains had been left open since last night.

I sat up in bed as vague memories of how I got to bed flashed through my mind.

Then I turned to my side

Empty

Rafe's side was empty but I could tell he had slept there.

Just as I picked up my phone to call him, the scent of French toast hit my nose.

I was about to get up when the door opened revealing a shirtless Rafe in his spiderman pajama pants holding a tray of food.

"You're awake" he smiled widely at me as he approached the bed "Since you looked so tired yesterday I thought I'd bring you breakfast in bed" he propped one knee on the mattress and positioned the tray in front of me.

Two plates of French toast with whipped cream and finely sliced strawberries were the contents of the tray, along with Rafe's black coffee and my matcha latte.

" Thanks, that looks yummy" I said crossing my knees on the bed and picking up a fork.

"Well, go ahead and dig in. We have a busy day today" he said as he sat down next to me and picked up his mug

Busy? Busy...

Oh fuck!

"We have the tour today!" I said as I chewed on a strawberry and opened my eyes wide.

Rafe and I were looking at investing in a piece of land in Kildare, it was perfect for a new condo and today we were having a meeting and the land tour. How could I have forgotten?

"That's right. We must hurry, honey. I have good expectations about this," he said before popping a bite into his mouth.

I just looked at him strangely and nodded.

Usually when Rafe and I argued there were two options:

1. He would apologize to me almost instantly.

2. We would have angry, rough make-up sex.

Right now this sweet and energetic new attitude felt weird, very weird.

After breakfast and getting ready, Rafe and I left for our meeting, but not before making an unexpected stop.

"Come on" Rafe unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

"Where are we going?" I asked doing the same but received no answer.

"Rafe" I called to him as I walked behind him.

"We're wall-to-wall today, but I thought I'd at least clear our morning to show you Goat Island" he finally answered before stopping.

We were standing on the shoreline, the sun was shining brightly and the light was reflecting off the side of my fiancé's face with a golden tint.