13: Pancakes

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Bit by bit the sun filled up the room with warm light. I opened my eyes to see Andy only inches from my face. His face was calm, a slight smile on his lips. His long lashes brushed his slightly pink cheeks.

He is the cutest friggin thing ever....

I slowly backed away and out of the bed, trying desperately not to wake him.

I stood and almost fell back into the bed. The ache was real...
It had been quite some time since Id had a night like that.

Every fan girl fantasy I had ever had about Andy was 100% true, even better than I had ever imagined. That guy was no joke in the bedroom.

I felt a blush creep up on my cheeks at the memory.

I made my way into the bathroom, closing the door gently.

I caught my reflection in the mirror and froze.

My hair.. Holy sex hair..

Is that a hickey?!

Oh my god..I'm in highschool all over again apparently....

Upon closer inspection there was not one, but six hickeys decorating my neck and chest. I couldn't recall that much sucking activities last night...well at least not on his part, but apparently they happened.

Ill never be able to cover up these bastards....

With a sigh I ran a brush through my hair and splashed my face with cold water.

I slipped back into the bedroom and scooped a sweatshirt and my underwear off the floor, making my way out of the room.

I slipped them on in the hallway and tiptoed down the stairs and into the kitchen.

I turned on the coffee pot and rummaged through the cabinets for a mug.

As I waited, I ran through all the events from last night. I almost wanted to write them down so I would never forget. It felt like some serious history had been made in that bedroom.

I poured my coffee and stood in the silent living room. This whole thing didn't feel real. How was this my life now? How did I go from my shitty apartment, several shitty jobs, divorced self, into the girlfriend of this man? Living in this beautiful house, having coffee in front of this beautiful tree and having awesome sex?

I have been blessed....

I should make pancakes...

I walked back into the kitchen and started pulling out ingredients for pancakes and throwing them into the bowl.

Does Andy even like pancakes....

Hope he likes pancakes...

God I'm sore....

"Are you making pancakes!?"

Startled, i jumped and turned around to see andy standing in the doorway grinning. His hair was just as crazy as mine had been.

"Yes I am, you do like pancakes right?"

He walked over the counter, plopping down on a stool.

"Hell yeah! Who doesn't like pancakes?"

I scooped a few onto his plate and set it down in front of him.

"Thank you baby!" he shoved almost a whole pancake in his mouth and grinned, several chunks falling out.

"These are amazing!" He swallowed and scooped up another. "your a domestic goddess"

Hell..that's a compliment ill take...

"So about last night..."

Oh shit...

Maybe it wasn't how i remembered it..

I turned to face him again to see him staring at me with a devilish grin.

"I feel that it was highly unfair of you to not have sex with me for so long, because your also a goddess at that..."

I could feel my cheeks starting to blush.

A goddess eh?....

"Oh?"

"Oh yeah.... Like i think we should finish these pancakes and then go for round two...well technically it would be like round i don't know..eleven..but you know what i mean."

Oh lordy..

"Andy...i don't think i could do another round if i tried. I need recovery time."

He smirked and shoved another pancake in his mouth.

His chewing is both disgusting and adorable at the same time....

"Alright, but as soon as you recover."

Oh most definitely. ...

I scooped more pancakes onto his plate and grinned.
"Here, eat more pancakes."

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