It's rare that I wake up before Silas does, but after literally sleeping all day yesterday and then all night last night it shouldn't surprise me that I find myself blinking my sleepy self awake as the first rays of sunshine leak in through the gaps in the curtains.
Instead of sitting up and heading to the bathroom straight away like I do every other morning, I can't deny myself the chance to lay here all wrapped up safe and warm and stare at the man who cares for me so tenderly every single day and the sweetness of what he had done for me yesterday really finally hits home.
Growing up it's not like I wasn't ever cared for... There were plenty of nights where it had been more than just my Grandparents letting themselves into my room to make sure I was okay or to bring me water and sit with me for a few minutes whenever I was sick or when my migraines struck... But none of them had ever gone out of there way to spend the entire day looking after me the way my Daddy had...
Silas always goes on and on about how much he loves me and how special I am and does so many things to prove it to me over and over again... But I can't remember the last time I went out of my way to show him that he means just as much to me as I do to him, the gentle ache in my temples a very real reminder of how careful he was when massaging them for me with a few drops of my favorite lotion before reading me a chapter of my current book to help ease me to sleep...
It takes me a few moments to carefully wiggle myself out of my loving Daddy's hold, his sleep normally that of the lighter variety from spending so many nights outdoors with his wolf in control of their shared body, but once I manage to break away all it takes is a gentle slide off the edge of the bed and I'm home free and able to move about the cabin as I wish.
I use the time it takes me to relieve my overly full bladder, wash my hands and then brush my teeth to think about what exactly I want to do for my sweet man and draw only blanks at first, all options of making him a breakfast that doesn't consist of just toast and coffee dying as soon as they surface due to not being allowed to use the stove. I know that the rule is in place for my own safety so I don't get hurt again... And that it's just until Daddy gets around to getting us a new one... But I swear he's taking his sweet time getting it done because he likes the thought of being able to elevate his level of sweetness by cooking for me whenever I'm hungry. I know that on the inside it makes him feel just as fluffy as it makes me feel on the inside when I ask him for a hot snack or when dinner is going to be.
As my ideas of making the beautiful father of my future children breakfast fizzle out, I tuck my toothbrush back into the medicine cabinet and pad my way back into our bedroom making a beeline to the dresser so I can slip myself into one of Daddy's t-shirts knowing full well that when Daddy can't have me naked, this is his second favorite way to watch me walk around the house... The moment after the soft cotton slips over my head, I have pause...Another idea of what Daddy might like to see me walk around the house in today, an echoing of the words he had so ferociously growled into my ear after we got home from getting my new vitamins ringing out between my ears.
As the plan comes together in my mind I pull my toothbrush back out again, a more thorough scrubbing in order to make sure I have absolutely no traces of any morning breath left, light shivers starting to work themselves down my spine as I try and keep myself from being sucked into a spiral of anxiety and fear of what I'm about to try and do.
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Silas
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"Shit!" I wake up to the feeling of my Bean wiggling and twisting under the blankets, some very uncharacteristic language flying from his lips right before he settles down, his head bobbing up and down over my lower stomach without actually touching me... His forehead dips down and rests for about a total of five seconds before a timid kiss gets pressed to my hip and then he's back to fruitlessly bobbing for apples and wiggling away and the whole thing just seems... Odd... with the way he keeps fluttering his hands against my hip and changing positions.
I've woken up to the two of us tangled in some very strange positions, most of them involving me still being nestled deep inside my pretty Princess... but I can say I have never had the pleasure of waking up to hushed swear words and a flutter of movement over my legs caused by him switching positions and angles as he tries to figure out what he's doing down there... As I try and figure out what he's doing down there... But the moment I grab the edges of our comforter to try and lift it away and reveal my Sweetheart it gets snapped out of my hands from two pale fists that pop up from within the depths of the adorable bundle on top of me and pull it closed before I even get a chance to peek at my hidden Muffin.
"You're awake? You didn't say anything!" The squeal is adorable and almost at an octave that only dogs can hear, his voice just as wobbly as his actions as he twists and turns until he's successfully pulled himself off of me and tumbles onto the mattress pulling the blanket away from my chest in the process in order to better wrap it around himself, "GO BACK TO SLEEP PLEASE, DADDY. YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO WAKE UP YET!"
A.N.- So this story has come pretty far. It's received more love and more reads than I ever thought it would and it honestly makes me so happy to have been able to share the experience with all of you. I just wanted to stop for a moment and say thank you to all of you. Book Smart is on track to hit 1 million reads soon and I am absolutely over the moon about it. So thank you all so much!
I would also like to take a moment and make the official announcement- Book Smart was originally planned to be book 1 in a trilogy. It is now book 1 in an entire series that will continue covering not only Adrian and Silas's relationship as they continue to grow, but will also explore the rest of the Ashwood and North Pine packs.
P.S.- If any of you ever have any questions don't be afraid to ask. I answer all the comments as they pop up and my inbox is always open.
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Book Smart
Werewolf**18+** COMPLETED*** Adrian is delicate... Gentle... Too sweet for his own good. All he cares about is his books and the quiet hum of life that is his small-town wolf pack. What will he do when the Alpha of a neighboring pack scents him and is fully...