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Chapter 12 - Till Death Do Us Apart.

The strong rays of the sun, blasted through my window, as I gave a little yawn and woke up. I stretched my arms a little and accidently woke Christian. I slept through my alarm and surprisingly, no one woke me up for school. My clock presented 11am and I realised I hadn't slept this well in god knows when.

''Hey beautiful.'' Christian whispered.

''Hey.'' I gave a lazy chuckle.

''You ready for school? People have noticed your absence.'' I say.

''Forget school, I want to spend the day with you, what say? Besides, it's way too late to go in now.'' He groaned.

''Naughty boy! What do you want to do?'' I ask, whilst giving the loudest yawn.

''Everything and anything. But first, breakfast.''

''Good idea.''

We slid out of bed and did our morning essentials. I shoved my 'but first coffee' hoodie on and kept my already lace shorts intact. Myself and Christian headed down to the kitchen and cooked a romantic breakfast. I browsed the fridge and the cupboards and observed the array of foods available. I ambled toward christian, who was sitting on the bar stool behind me.

''Hm, what do you want?'' I asked.

''You!'' He grabbed my back and pulled me in.

''Christian! I'm being serious, I'm famished.''

''I'm serious too.'' He brings his lips to mine and gives me a morning peck.

''Okay, I've had my morning dose of you so now, I would like...How about those amazing waffles you make and some coffee?''

''Good Idea. Now that you mentioned that, I fancy that too.'' I chuckle and head back into the kitchen.

He followed behind and offered a hand. While I toasted the sugary waffles, he sliced the strawberries for me. I assembled our plates and squirted some whipped cream on top and a glaze of chocolate sauce. Mmmm. Sugary waffles with strawberries, whipped cream and chocolate sauce. What a treat. Next, I brewed some coffee, poured it into a vintage kettle and retrieved my two favourite mugs for us. We brought the goods back to the island table and began to eat.

''Wow.'' Christian blurted, as he dug into his food.

I gave out a little laugh – I had no idea why I found that comment funny. I poured us some coffee and we sipped it calmly.

''This is so relaxing. I couldn't have asked for a better morning. You, me, waffles and coffee.'' I said.

''Damn right about that!'' He replied with a cheesy smirk.

After we talked and ate our food, it was time to actually begin our day. We placed the finished plates in the kitchen and went back to my room. I wore a black wrap around blouse which revealed my nude, lace bralette and a pair of black shorts. I put my hair into two French braids and finished my look with a pair of black knee highs. All done. As for Christian, he wore his black skinny jeans and a white v neck. He paired it with his usual sneakers. He sat on the two-seater sofa, in the middle of my room, and waited for me to get ready. I walked towards him and he grabbed my legs forward.

''You look stunning.'' He complimented me.

''You clean up nice yourself.''

He pulled me even closer until, our faces were moments apart. The warm aroma of coffee left his mouth and brushed past my face. He pressed his lips, gently to mine, and we were in an eternal moment of passion. His soft lips painting against mine, while his hands rested on my lower back – it was simply breath-taking. His force deepened and his grip also tightened. I let out a slight moan, as he ate at the cut from yesterday's kiss. The little wound flew open and it hurt. I recoiled.