Fears To Face

∞ Chapter 51 ∞

~ Rayne ~

I woke up with the smell of baked eggs in the air and the sun warming my face. As the memories of last night slowly found their way back to me, filling me with blissfulness, I reached over to the other side of the bed and found it empty. After a second of panic I heard metal scraping metal in the kitchen and I smiled.

Downstairs I waited at the corner to the kitchen to watch her. Kayley was humming under her breath as she worked with my pans, shaking it so the eggs stayed loose from the frying pan. She wore light grey shorts with a tightfitting top in the same colour. On top she had stuffed my red-black checked flannel shirt in her shorts with the buttons open. She looked so good standing in my kitchen. So, at home. I could get used to seeing her like this more often.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and rested my chin on her shoulder. "It smells delicious. Can we do this more often?"

She grinned and looked sideways to kiss me. "And you almost send me away last night. I love your hair like this," she said as she ran her hand through it. I removed her hair from her neck and pressed my lips to her skin so she couldn't see I was slightly blushing. "You like what I picked from your closet? I didn't even know you had clothes like this. Why don't you ever wear it?" She placed the eggs on a plate and handed it to me, taking the other that was already covered with bread and egg herself and sat down on the table opposite of me.

Picking up my fork, I told her, "I will now. And I did wear it, in the past, but I kinda ditched everything for the leather jacket."

She nodded, sticking her fork into her eggs while she cut the bread. "I love that jacket, but why did you ditch the rest?" I looked at her from under my eyelashes. The way she sat there, like she belonged here, like she grew up in this place, made me realize I wanted her to never leave again. I wanted this, her in my clothes, in my house, looking at my horrible out-of-bed-look with that adorable smirk on her face. I wanted this for the rest of our lives.

"It's kinda embarrassing," I admitted.

She chuckled and abandoned her empty plate for my lap. "I'm getting very good at embarrassing."

I should have known that would only spike her interest. "I thought I would look cooler in a leather jacket, so I would get more attention of girls." I could feel my face grow red, but Kayley was grinning.

"You still think like that?" she asked.

"No, but I wore that thing for so long it practically is my second home. I feel comfortable in it. I don't even think about it anymore, I automatically reach for it," I told her. Kayley was playing with my hair and playfully pressing kisses on my jaw when I suddenly got this guilt flash. Maybe everyone had that after their first time, but I couldn't stop myself in time from bringing it up. "Are you still content with what happened last night? I mean, you were really happy with your necklace and the sunset was magical and we danced... Aren't you afraid it happened in the heat of the moment?"

She was in my neck by now and it took a while before she replied. First I thought she was concentrating on the kisses so hard she hadn't heard me at all. "It wasn't a heat of the moment thing," she said at last and then continued where she had stopped. I was quiet for a long time and when her trail of kisses was finished, she took a deep breath and looked at me. "Rayne, I've thought about it before. I just waited for the right moment. That's all. Are you having regrets?"

I gasped. "No, no. No. Last night was amazing. I just – " I sighed. "I don't know what I'm trying to say. I just want to do things right. Is that stupid?"

She shook her head as a soft smile played on her lips. "No, that's not stupid at all. I think it's incredibly sweet and it's why I love you. Just know that you don't have to worry about it. I am very pleased with how last night turned out." She was settling herself against my shoulder when the doorbell rang. We looked at each other. "Who can that be? It's early," she wondered.