TAKE MY HAND

1

DEAN

"Good morning baby," She speaks, her lips drifting over my jaw. My eyes open slowly to find my girlfriend straddling my hips, her knees pressed into the mattress. Her fingertips dig into my chest slightly as her blonde hair drifts across her shoulders.

"What a heavenly way to wake up," I grin, reaching to hold her hips roughly. A soft moan escapes her lips as she begins to grind down against me slowly.

"I've missed you," She whimpers, her eyes fluttering closed. Short breaths leave my lungs as the feeling grows more intense between my thighs.

She leans down and kisses me desperately, her soft lips dancing across my jaw and to my ear. I take in a breath and she starts licking my ear lobe.

"Babe-Babe stop that's so weird- Babe-" I groan, pushing her back but my fingers are met with a soft fur that wasn't there before.

Then my eyes really open to see my dog next to me, giving my ear a deep cleaning.

"Goddamnit, Rex. Fucking gross stop," I scold, pushing my dog away as I sit up.

The warm light runs through the curtains, illuminating the small room. Everything is tidy and clean like always. That's Cassie's doing. I can't keep an area clean to save my damn life.

My bare feet hit the hardwood flooring as I drag myself out of the soft bedding. Rex jumps down, his paws creating a quiet pit-pat. I walk down the stairs sluggishly, the smell of coffee in the air.

"Morning, baby," Cassie smiles. She's already dressed for the day, her hair in a braid away from her face. God, she's pretty.

"Deja-vu," I mumble under my breath, pulling my shirt down to conceal my slight hard-on from my dream.

"What?" She asks, handing me a mug of coffee. I take a long sip and lick my lips.

"Nothing," I sigh. She nods slightly, her eyes averting down.

"Did you sleep okay?" She asks, her voice gentle. I picture her again, the white nightie drawing up on her thighs.

"Yep."

This is every morning. I'd imagine a world where I could be intimate with the love of my life, she'd make coffee, we'd each go to work, we'd have a quiet dinner, not have sex, then go to bed. Repeat.

"Is Jonesey picking you up today?" She asks, washing out the coffee pot with her bare hands and soap. I bought sponges and she hasn't touched them once.

"Yep."

I retreat back upstairs to take a shower and pull on my work uniform. My best friend and I work in the movie theater on the corner. It's small but I get to see any movie for free. Popcorn's full price though.

I come back down and kiss Cassie on the cheek, the me that existed when we first bought this house coming out slightly.

"What's that for?" She smiles.

"Nothing. I just love you," I answer, squeezing her waist once before letting go.

"I love you, too, Dean," She murmurs, looking up at me. Her eyes crinkle into that famous smile I love so much. I lean down and kiss her lips once, praying she wouldn't make me stop.