No. 9

Ten Minutes Later.

-THE NEXT DAY-

"Good Morning Beautiful."

I slowly opened my eyes. Reece was walking towards me with a plate of food. He handed it to me. Then ran off then suddenly came back with his own. We sat in bed. He was a very good cook. I hoped that he would help me learn how to do it at some point. 

He said that I was not allowed to do the washing up. Whilst he did that I had a shower. Luckily it was my day off from work. He did not have any clothes so had to go to his car and get some.

He was super quick. He knocked on the door. 

"Becky !"

I opened the door. He was stud smiling. I could not help myself. I lent forwards and kissed him. I would take any chance I got to kiss him.

He had a shower. It was funny when he got out his hair was all flat and emo. I could not help myself but play with it. I ran my fingers threw and made bits stand up. He put his arms around my waist and smiled. It was a nice intimate moment.

"Your really enjoying this aren't you?" He smiled. 

I never took my eyes off of his hair "God yes ! I fucking love it." 

"Oh really?" he smirked. 

"Yes. I love playing with and having my hair played with." I admitted. 

"You don't need to tell me that."

He gave me a knowing look. I gave his arm a slap. He chuckled.

-LATER-

We decided to explore the area I had been filming in. It was a gorgeous place with lots of cottages. It was so sweet and homely.  Somewhere you would want to be as an oder person. 

Little kids played in the park with their grandparents. Ducks floated on the ponds. It was amazing. It was some kind of postcard place. 

It reminded me of back home. We found a nice pub to sit in and have a pint. It was great to see him again. To actually spend some time with him. I always treasured the time I got to spend time with him. 

-LATER-

We decided to go back to my trailer. It was late. 

Reece tried to teach me how cook chicken chow mien. It did not go very well. It really did not.

"Keep going. Just try not to cut yourself."

" Oh ! Yee of little faith."

... TEN MINUTES LATER....

"Reece." I called like a little child calling going MUUUUUUMMMM.

Reece walked back over.

"Yes?" he asked slightly worried. 

"Look..." I held up my finger and pouted.

He took hold of my finger gently and took a look.

"Does someone need a plaster?"

I nodded yes still with my pout. He gave me a peck on the pout. I put my finger under the tap to clean the wound then applied some cream that Reece had gotten out of the cupboard for me.

Just before I put the plaster on Reece gave my finger a little kiss then applied the plaster.

We finished the cooking thankfully with no more injuries. Luckily the injuries already obtained did not make a difference to the food.

We cleaned up after ourselves. Then decided to cuddle on the sofa. We did not watch tv. I had some lines to learn so Reece helped me to learn them. It was brilliant how he could deal with my drama queen episodes when I think I can not achieve something.