I Blame Wattpad for My High Expectations of Men

Chapter 80 - I drink to that

~Five Weeks Later~

~Ace Rivers's Point of View~

        You'd think after living on and off with Lola for the past five years, I'd eventually get tired of the mornings that I happen to wake up before her but nope, not at all. See, neither one of us are morning people despite having had to program our bodies otherwise over the years, but the days that I am up before noon are simply amazing. And that's all because I get to wake up my fiancée -fuck, if the mere thought of our new reality doesn't get me smiling like a straight lunatic- in one of my favorite ways.

        With said smile on my face, I grab the coffee tray that I loaded Lola's typical breakfast with and head down the hall that leads to the master bedroom. Once inside, I set the tray on one of the nightstands before slowly hovering over my girl's sexy sleeping figure. Knowing that she never wakes up when I initially touch her, I let my fingers graze her waist when I slip the silky covers off her bare body.

        Fuck, she's absolutely breathtaking. Always has been, from the moment I first laid eyes on her.

        Her left leg, per usual, is bent at the knee, so I position myself over her right one first. Then, like I've done plenty of times before, I begin to kiss every inch of her, starting at her toes.

        My lips trail up the sole to her heel -slowly but surely- before reaching her calf, the back of her knee, hamstring and eventually, gluteal fold. This is when she generally shows the first signs of awareness, this time being no different because she stirs just as I kiss her right ass cheek. Once I've made it all the way up to her right shoulder, leaving a lingering kiss on her soft, smooth skin, I cross over to her left one. By the time I've treated the whole left side of her with just as much love and care as the right, a full-blown smile is on her face, but her eyes remain closed.

"You plan on waking up any time soon, or are we just going to leave our entire family hanging this afternoon?" I whisper in her ear as I palm her ass, chuckling when the sudden contact of our skins makes her hum.

"Well, if you keep doing that, we might even miss our wedding," she smirks, turning my chuckle into a full-blown laugh. I rest my arms on the mattress to hold myself up as she turns around to meet my gaze, my heart doing all kinds of flips when I take in her beautiful brown eyes.

"Good afternoon, gorgeous."

"Shit. That late, huh?" She grimaces, turning her head slightly to confirm the time on the alarm clock.

"Eh, wouldn't be the latest either of us slept in," I shrug, placing the strand of hair that's fallen on her face behind her ear. "You hungry?"

"After last night, starving," she breathes, earning herself both a chuckle and a kiss on the nose this time. Oh, who am I fucking kidding? She could lay in bed all day long, doing absolutely nothing, and I'd still have the urge to do something -anything- to her. That's how much this woman drives me crazy.

"Well then, I hope you're in the mood for some sunny-side up eggs and pancakes."

"See, I knew I agreed to marry you for a reason," she muses, laughing when I smack her ass for the tease. She wastes no time in returning the smack, making me laugh along with her.

        I lean in to give her a kiss on the lips this time, but she slips from underneath me in the last second. And if that act wasn't bad enough, she then runs to the master bathroom to lock herself inside, leaving me with a bad case of blue balls as she continues to laugh her ass off. I can't help the next laugh that escapes me either, though, as I shake my head at the closed door.