I woke up with my head bunched on Alex's bare chest, her legs wrapped around me like a boa constrictor. I laughed silently to myself at the way she slept, always with her legs all over the place. I took my thumb and rubbed it over her soft cheek, then kissed her forehead. "Wake up, sleepy head."
She groaned and flung the covers over her head. "I need my beauty sleep, let me be."
"You're already beautiful enough," she poked her head out from beneath the covers at my compliment and grabbed my hand. "Now stop being lazy and get up."
"Only if you promise to make me breakfast."
"Fine," I replied, kissing her bony hands. "Let's go!"
Alex groaned once again before shooting out of bed, her skin lacking clothing. All she wore was her panties, pink ones with little kittens on them. When I first saw them, all I could do was laugh. Now, I found them pretty adorable, especially since everything else on her body was bare.
I watched her closely as she pulled an oversized tee over her body and brushed her teeth. Something about the simplicity of the situation made my heart soar from within my chest. I couldn't believe in the short time we've known each other, we have sunken deep into the ocean of love. We have drowned in it, wallowed so deep in it that there is now no escape. This woman... I knew I would love her forever.
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I flipped pancakes in the kitchen while Alex sat. I watched the pancakes turn into a crisp, golden brown. Once they were done, I fried a pack of bacon and let it sizzle and pop in the pan. The smell of bacon grease and butter made my eyes water. Everything was finished cooking soon enough, and I plopped two pancakes, three pieces of bacon, and fresh strawberries onto a plate for Alex.
As I sat them in front of her, I noticed she was on a phone call. By the sound of her voice, she seemed to be excited. I didn't know what was happening on the other end of the line. All I knew was that her smile grew so wide it almost broke her cheeks.
Once she hung up, I asked, "What was that all about?"
"Good news. Someone saw my art in the gallery down the street and they want to take me in! Says I could be a big help making paintings, and that in New York, I would sell a lot."
"So, what are you saying?"
She stood up and wrapped her arms around me. "Get ready, baby. We're moving to New York."
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