Stranger Things

Getting Along

Claire's POV
We were doing our weekly routine, which was waking up, racing to the bathroom and fighting every second we could count. We were together for 3 months now, and I got used to being like this with Owen. I feel like... I'm home. But, this time it was different. He was acting different. This time, he was... Nicer. After walking out from the bath, I saw Owen standing in our bedroom door. I just realized it was saturday and it was nothing to be jumpy for.

"Hey there, beautiful." He winked.

I can't help but smile at him,
"Good Morning, Mr. Grady. You seem like in a good mood today."

"You think so?" he grinned, closing the distance between us.

"It seems so..." I murmur,

His eyes were beautiful, like two spheres of water. I couldn't move, as if I was paralyzed. I can't look away, and I have no intention to. Like, he's hypnotizing me... I can feel him leaning closer, he wants me.
I closed my eyes and I felt his lips clash with mine... I met his lips for the 2nd time in my life and it felt like the first time but better. His Fingers fidling with my hair, he pulled me deepening our kiss.
I can't help myself, I was his. It felt like iternity. He's so firm, I guess he works out a lot. I enjoyed our moment together, and he smells... smokey.
"What's that smell?" I giggled between our kiss.
He pulled away and took a second to process what's happening.
"Oh Shit!!" He ran to the kitchen as fast as he could. I can't help but laugh at him... I walked to the kitchen to see what's happened.

There, I saw him. He was facing the other direction.
"What's that?" I giggled.
He turned to me and gave me a goofy smile, "Breakfast?" he was holding a plate of burnt bacons and eggs.

"You're not going to eat that, are you?" I bit my lower lip, causing him to grin like a child.

"Pizza?" I suggested.

He nodded instantly, "Good Idea." he made his way to the telephone and dialed a number... I watch him from afar and took a moment to enjoy my view. He was wearing his boxer shorts and white shirt, I can't help but think that He's mine. I'm a Grady. His Wife. He shoots a wink at me that snapped me from my reveries. I flushed.
"What kind?" he mouthed at me.

"Hawaiian?"

He went back to the phone and started talking... again. I couldn't hear their conversation, but there's nothing to listen to. It's just pizza. It's not like he's going to flirt with a pizza girl, right?

He ended the call and stopped infront of me. He was tall, and I was looking up to him... "Hey." I grinned.

"Pizza will be here in 30 mins." He winked.

"So?"

"So, I'll have a time to do... this!" he scoops me up from the floor and carried me in his shoulders...

"I demand you to put me down!" I tried to be a little tougher,

"Nope"

"Don't tempt me!!" I dared.

"Oh yeah?"

"One!"

He contined to carry me, I don't know when he'll put me down.

"Two!"

"Three?" He finished...

"That's it." I bit his back and spanked his behind, he winced and threw me in bed.

"You'll regret that." he gritted his teeth and his fingers started to twitch.

"What're you gonna' do about it?" I raised an eyebrow.

"This." He started tickling my sides, making me laugh endlessly. He made me catch my breath but continued anyway. He has no mercy. I struggled in my position until I surrendered.

"Okay! OKAY! I'm sorry!!" I stuggled removing his hands away from me.

"You're what?"

"I'm Sorry!!!" I repeated.

He stopped and pulled me into a hug,
"Oh, Claire..." he whispered.
I was catching my breath, my head was resting in his shoulders as he wrap his arms around me like a mother hugging a child.
"I love you so much..." He kissed my hair.

I flushed, "I love you more. Owen." I tried not to choke on my words... And succeeded to deliver them clearly.
Once again, we shared a passionate kiss....