Shay awoke the next morning with an aroma of bacon and eggs in the air. She quickly and forcefully woke herself up and picked up a random t shirt from the floor and put it on to cover herself. She walked out to the kitchen, slightly salivating as she grew closer to the delicious smell. She witnessed a very nice scene in front of her. Behind her kitchen bench was her short curly headed boyfriend whisking together something in a bowl. From this angle Shay knew that he was shirtless, and she couldn't help but wonder if he was cooking her breakfast in the nude.
"You better not be naked behind there." Shay said as she made her way over to her bench. Brad's eyes snapped up and his face broke out into a teasing smile. Shay stretched her arms out before using them to hold up her head as she leant over on the bench and took a look at what brad had so far created.
On the bench beside the stove sat a plate of scrabbled eggs and a stack of crispy bacon. Shay peered over at the bowl that Brad had previously had in his hands and deciphered that it was pancake mixture due to the flour found on Brads left cheek.
"It's hardly sanitary." He replied, leaning over the bench to kiss Shay. Shay was right, pancake batter could be tasted on his lips.
"Husband material you are." Shay dusted off the flour on his cheek before she made her way over to the bench where the cooked food was plated.
"Should we start picking out wedding songs today?" Brad joked, walking up behind Shay as she picked up a piece of bacon and bit into it.
"I'm impressed." Shay said after swallowing her mouthful of bacon as Brad wrapped his hands around her waist from behind.
"Thank you." He grinned proudly and rested his chin down on her shoulder.
"We need to hurry up and eat if we want to get to school on time." Shay sighed, silently wondering how they were going to manage to demolish all of the food Brad had created in such a short amount of time.
"We should just stay home then." He shrugged. "Eat all day, relax, stay naked-"
"Brad!" Shay giggled and nudged him hard with her butt.
"What?" He cooed innocently. "C'mon. Just today." The thought did seem appealing, but Shay didn't want to miss any more class this close to graduation.
"Shayyyy." Brad cooed once more. That was enough for Shay.
"Fine." She gave up, turning around in Brad's grip to face him. "How did you manage to get flour here?" She mumbled, looking at the large white powdery stain just above his eybrow. She dusted it off with one hand as Brad stood there, staring.
"Maybe we should shower." He stated casually, making his way over to where Shay's bathroom was located.
"Maybe you should." Shay argued back, even though she knew the end result of the bicker. She had already let Brad win one fight, she was bound to let him win another.
"Maybe we should." He stated again, pulling his girlfriend all the way into the bathroom and closing the door shut behind him and yes, Shay let him.
Almost immediately Brad sprinted for the shower, wanting to turn on the faucet as fast as he could: He didn't want to miss one second of watching shay undress.
When he turned around he was about to start on his clothes, but Shay beat him to it. She lightly tugged at his boxers before brads hand stopped her.
"You first." He shook his head, Shay grinned and stood still.
"Alas," Brad exasperated as he instructed Shay to lift her arms up. She did and let him peel her shirt off, leaving her in nothing but her underwear. "My girlfriend has finally agreed to shower with me."
