Life With My Brothers Best Friend

Chapter 8

The sun shines through the familiar window of Colten and I's house as we cling together on our bed.

I love saying that. Our. Our bed. Our house. Our kitchen. Our. It has a nice ring to it.

I stretch my arms and slowly slide out from beneath Colten and head to the bathroom.

Not doing much besides pulling my hair into a bun and washing and brushing my teeth, also using the bathroom before heading to the kitchen to make breakfast.

For a small little quaint house we have a pretty decent size kitchen.

They're black, grey and white speckled granite counters with a huge island in the middle. All new stainless steel appliances and a nice big oven to cook meals on.

My favorite part about this kitchen is the nice window over the sink, it lets in so much light and I just absolutely love it.

I head to the coffee maker and prepare it to make a cup for me.

Colten doesn't like coffee, only when he's hung over, but he won't drink it regularly like me.

I then head over to the fridge and pull out the eggs and bacon, and begin cooking them.

Colten heads back to training in a week from Monday so I need to get him started on his diet again and I start back to work the Monday after that.

"Morning," Colten greets, his voice husky with sleep as he walks into the kitchen with nothing but a pair of basketball shorts on.

"Morning, babe," I smile and he kisses my forehead as I flip the bacon.

"This shirt is a little short," he smirks, trying to sneak his way up it.

"No," I slap his hands off and pointedly glare at him.

Holding his hands up in surrender he goes to the living room, that is open to the kitchen and turns on the tv.

"Are we going to see Brittni today?" He asks, turning on his morning ESPN.

"I was thinking about it. But I also have to go grocery shopping. We have nothing in here, besides eggs, bacon and water," I inform him.

I made sure to throw out anything I didn't want to spoil while we were gone, not that it mattered since we were only away for a week not two like I originally thought.

"Okay, so we'll go grocery shopping after we eat and then head over to Jackson and Brittni's," Colten says and I nod.

Since Brittni and Jackson live in Ohio it takes about two or three hours to get there, then we always have to leave early so we won't be home to late.

It's only about nine right now so if I can get ready by eleven then we can get shopping done by twelve and be on the road. Perfect.

"Breakfast is done," I announce.

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"Colten seriously?" I scowl and slap the gummy worms out of his hand. He's horrible to shop with.

"What? I want them," he furrows his eyebrows.

"Your going back to training in a week and you need to start eating healthier so your not fainting," I roll my eyes and pick up his 'favorite' low calorie nutrition bars.

"No!" He shakes his head and attempts to grab them but I shake my head.

"These are good for you, stop being a baby. There not even that bad," I scowl at him.

The rest of the shopping experience is spent with Colten picking something up, me taking it from him and grabbing the healthier version. This results in him pouting like a child.