Hey Hey What Can I Do?
London, 1973
I woke up in Robert's arms, blond curls in my face. I was getting used to waking up like this, so I just moved them out of my face.
I moved over and woke Robert up. He groaned and made waking up noises. He turned to me and smiled.
"Robert,your hair is becoming a problem." I joked. "You know you love it." He chuckled. "True." I smiled. I got up, covering my almost naked body with the blanket. "Pancakes?" I asked. "Uh...sure." I picked up Robert's shirt from the ground by the bed and slipped it over my naked torso. I walked out of the bedroom in Robert's shirt,which reached mid-thigh and a pair of panties. I slipped down the stairs and into the kitchen. I started pouring the batter into the pan and went to the living room to put on a record.
When I put on "Abbey Road" side two, I walked back to the kitchen. I flipped the large pancake and smiled at the perfectly toasted side. I felt a pair of lanky arms wrap around my waist.
I smiled up at Robert. "Looks good love." He smiled back. I reached my arms out and flipped the pancake onto a plate. I repeated this a few more time while Robert and I sang The beatles.
We ate, then cleaned our plates. We went upstairs,got dressed, then Robert and I headed off to our separate studio's to record music and rehearse.
When I finally got home, he was lying in bed, snoring.
I smiled, took off my shirt and pants, then slipped into bed next to him.
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