You don't own me

Part 12

You woke up before him. With your head resting on his chest and your body curled up next to his you just laid there for some time and enjoyed the silence. There was no tension in your body at all. You have let yourself fall for him and it did you good. You must say you were a little surprised yourself. This was it. Pure Happiness. You crawled a little higher so you could reach his lips with yours. He groaned a little before opening his eyes.

He yawned and stretched himself. "What was that for?"

"A wake up kiss and an "I love you kiss" ", you grinned.

"I guess I deserved that after the last night", he agreed and pinched your asscheeks.

You shrugged and pushed your lower lip forward. You shot him a pretended angry look. He laughed out loud before pulling you fully onto him. Your noses were touching when he breathed out: "No one deserved it more then my little kitten here." He turned his attention on your neck and his lips inspected inch per inch of your skin. It sent a multiple shivers through your body. He placed his lips at the spot right were your neck and shoulders connected and bit down gently. His teeth grazed over the sensitive skin and your head fell to the side to give him more access. Suddenly he stopped and chuckled. You looked at him in confusion.

"We gonna be together forever, okay?"

"Is that a promise?"

"It is a proposal."

Your mouth gaped open. You were surprised by his statement but quickly nodded your head wildly. Your arms slung around his neck and you pressed a kiss to his collarbone while whispering: "Forever and ever."

The day had passed so fast when the two of you were together. You had more or less just stayed in bed the whole time talking how your potential wedding could look like. So you did not noticed that it was evening until the sun was going down.

"I want a big buffet for desserts. Cupcakes, sweets and of course a giant wedding cake", you drew the size out with your arms.

"You sound like a small child but since I have no objections it is fine by me. Everything my princess wants", he nuzzled into your neck. You giggled.

"Apropos food. I going to make us something for dinner", you annouced while rolling out of his hug.

"You don't need to though. I am sure that the cook already prepared something. So come back to bed." He opened his arms welcoming.

"Oh man sometimes I forget that you are a spoiled brat", you chuckled, "You probably cannot even cook one meal."

"Whoa whoa, hold on woman. I may be spoiled but I am surely capable of cooking. Maybe not a three course menu but I can make pretty decent spaghetti", he defended himself.

"Tsk. I wanna see that", you challenged him.

He got up and walked past you with his head held high. You followed him downstairs to the kitchen. He looked a little lost in various cabinets before he pulled out a big pot. Way too back for spaghetti but you did not want to interrupt him.

"And now?", you raised an eyebrow.

"I am going to make you the best noodles you ever ate." And really no sooner he said it, it was done. You were sceptical as you firstly inspected the noddles with a red sauce on your plate. You put a spoonful in your mouth.

"That is really good", you exclaimed ecstatic.

"Of course", he brushed his hair back in an arrogant manner, "I told you I can cook! But I guess my future wife seems to not trust me. That is something I must live with. Although it breaks my heart."