How I like my tea

A Meeting

I woke up the next morning to find German already playing with my hair. I love that he does that. He's also recently taken to doing several other things that I love like how he rubs small circles on my back. It's all very soothing and admittedly quite intimate. Especially since he does it as I lay beside him in bed in just my pants and bra.

I used to wear my nightgown but as it is almost always warm here and every night I'm wrapped tightly in his arms it just seems better without it.

I turn around to face him and he stops messing with my hair.

"Morning." he says staring into my eyes.

"Morning."

"Sleep well?" He says not taking his eyes off me.

"Very well." I say trying to avoid his gaze but failing terribly.

"What's planned for today then?" he says still fixated on me.

"Full day at the Studio, full day of work. You?"

"Working from home today, maybe you could come back for lunch?" He asks.

I sighed, "I would. I really would but I have a meeting at lunch today, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." he says smiling "Tomorrow?"

"Yes," I say "Tomorrow."

We quickly get ready and head downstairs for breakfast. Once again we are the last down and we come downstairs while Olga, Violetta and Ramallo are caught up in a conversation.

When we sit down, everyone shuts up.

"What are we talking about?" I ask picking up some toast and grabbing my cup of tea.

"Nothing Important." shrugged Violetta with a massive smile on her face.

No prizes for guessing what they were talking about.

Once again we begin to talk about a variety of topics and not once does a conversation last more then five minutes.

Breakfast went very quickly and very soon Violetta was dragging me out the door.

"Have a good day." called German laughing as Violetta ran at the speed of light dragging me behind her.