Realize (COMPLETED)

24.

LM

I woke up to the soft buzzing of my cell phone. It was a text message from mom reminding me about dinner and to make sure I don't forget to bring my famous honey rolls. I haven't forgotten, but she wouldn't be my mom if she didn't remind me at least three times. I groan slightly and look down at the small head resting on my chest. Somehow through the night we always end up in this position once morning comes. Me on my back, and her curled up beside me with her head laying just over my heart. My fingers brush through the soft strands of her hair. I love these moments. The intimacy is there even when we're just cuddling. Unfortunately, we can't do this all day.

In a few hours we'll be heading over to my parents' house for Thanksgiving dinner. I can't wait to pig out and watch some football with the guys. Of course, I'm happy that Jennie will be joining us this year. She told me she never celebrated anything after her grandmother died. When I asked why, without elaborating too much on the subject she simply shrugged and said it was never an important part of her life as she grew up. I can't imagine what that's like...But, I have a feeling this year will be the first of many wonderful experiences with the holidays for her.

I yawn a bit before moving out of bed to use the bathroom and brush my teeth. It took me a minute to register that we were in my room and not the guestroom. Lately, Jennie has been sleeping in here with me. She's still not comfortable being in my room or my bed, but I think she's making a compromise seeing as I did the same for her. It's not that I don't like sleeping in the guestroom. I'd sleep anywhere as long as Jennie was by my side, but it just feels right to have her here with me in a room that I'm more familiar with.

I'm aware that sounds strange...Then again I wouldn't say I'm exactly a sane person.

I head downstairs to fix us some breakfast. Nothing exciting, just eggs, bacon, toast, and fruit. As I set the table I hear her coming down the steps. My smile is automatic and my heart rate speeds up the moment she stepped into the kitchen. Yeah, she does that to me.

Her hair is swept up away from her face into a messy bun and her eyes are half open; she's not exactly a morning person. She's in her usual pj's, a tight fitting tank top and a pair of boy shorts that cling to ass in the most delicious way. Damn, I love this girl.

"Good morning beautiful." I say pulling her into my arms. I lean down as she moves to her tippy toes to give me a kiss. Mmmm, minty fresh.

"Good morning lover girl. How long have you been up?" She asked softly, rubbing her hands up the back of my shirt.

"Not long. I wanted to make us some breakfast before we started getting ready."

She nodded and left my arms. I watch her closely...She doesn't look very happy this morning. I tend to overanalyze everything but I think I have a right to when it comes to her. Something has been bothering her for a long time now. She tries to pretend it's nothing; I think I know her better than that. Sometimes she seems fine, but there are moments when I feel her pulling away. In that case I hold on as tight as I can.

I've been thinking about something...I want to tell her about an idea I had, or have because it has yet to leave the forefront of my mind. It's something that could greatly change our futures, as well as impact our relationship; I'm just worried she'll turn it down. There's no sense in fighting with my heart any longer...I love Jennie. I love her so much...She amazes me with her strength and tenacity. In the short amount of time that she's been in my life I honestly don't know how I was able to function without her. I need her like I need air...

But this idea...She can either agree with it or turn me down. I'm hoping it won't be the latter. Now, how to approach the subject – Maybe I should wait for the right time; when we're alone and no one is there to influence her decision.