My Boyfriend's(?) Roommate

Chapter 42: Muffins for stuffin

I woke up the next morning, feeling the warmth. Warmth in my heart and the warmth of the sun on my skin. The curtains were open, letting the light in. Someone must have been up before me. I turned round expecting to see Joe on the pillow next to mine, but just a head shaped dent in the pillow. He had left.

I quickly jumped out of bed, and put on my dressing gown. I rushed down the stairs in a panic, only to be greeted by the smell of a bakery, full of freshly cooked pastries.

"What's the rush princess?"

"I thought you left me... I woke up and you weren't there..." My heart ached at the thought.

"Hey, hey. Don't talk like that." He pulled me to his chest and embraced me. "You know that I'm not going anywhere. I'm here for as long as you want me."

I could feel my expression becoming glummer, so I looked down in an attempt to hide it from Joe. I hated myself for looking so pathetic in front of Joe. Even though he spoke the words I wanted to hear, something in me found it hard to believe.

He lifted my head up by my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"Don't hide anything from me. I want you to be able to always be honest with me. Tell me what you're thinking, I can't tell." I looked up to see Joe observing my own expression closely.

"I don't mean to make you feel sad. I just need to tell you, I want to get it out of the way."

"I want you to tell me!" Joe insisted.

"...I still feel this is all a dream. Not in a good way. I feel like this could all end suddenly, if I just pinched myself and woke up. You and I both know, you're out of my league. It just feels too unreal..."

Without hesitation and sadness Joe spoke. "You're right. I am out of your league. I'm in a league of selfish guys, who end making the ones they love cry. You couldn't compare. You're so beautiful and kind. You are my everything."

My eyes started to well with tears. Such sincere words went straight to my heart. I believed him.

"I love you Joe. I love you so so much! You mean the world to m-"

An abrupt rumble filled the air, replacing the romantic aura. My stomach rumbled. My stomach rumble, right in the middle of a loving talk. Did I really just?

Joe laughed out loud, clutching his stomach.

"Only you! Only you!" He wiped a tear from his eye, as his laughing subsided. "You're the best you know? I love you so much. Now let's get you something to eat."

He took my hand and waltzed me to the kitchen table, where fresh pastries had been laid down. There were plates of croissants and blueberry muffins.

"Can I really? It all looks too pretty to eat! Did you really make all this?"

"Well I cheated with the croissants, I found them in the fridge, but the muffins are my own secret recipe! All homemade."

"Well I can't wait. I'll dig in."

I unwrapped the casing, and took a small dainty bite, remembering Joe was watching. But even that tiny morsel, it was so good! I didn't even know Joe could cook. I moaned involuntarily.

"Oh god, don't do that." Joe begged.

"Do what?" I asked innocently, with a mouth full of muffin.

"Make those sounds! Like you did last night when we-"

I quickly stuffed a muffin in his mouth and told him sternly "Don't finish that sentence."

Through a mouth full of crumbs, he mumbled "No point being embarrassed now, not after you-"

I silenced him with a kiss to the lips. Clearly even food wouldn't stop his vulgar language. He tried to speak, but I only kissed him more, wrapping my arms round his neck, pulling him close. He hoisted me up, so I wrapped my legs around his waist, clinging for support. He moved us towards the kitchen table, where we continued kissing. I'm pretty sure we would have had a repeat of last night, had Zoe not walked in on us.

"Eww...I eat on there you know! Couldn't you guys keep it in the bedroom!?"