Under the Influence

treinta

February 8
9:15 A.M
Kiana St. Clair

I woke up without feeling August's body heat and her arms wrapped around me like normal. Her spot on the bed is cold, meaning that she has been out of bed for a while. I got out of bed, putting on my satin floral kimono robe, and went down stairs seeing August cooking.

"Smells good Auggie, what are you making?" I asked her. I came up to her wrapping my arms around her waist as she was cooking.

So far I  really do not get sick off of certain smells. Our baby is not picky with food that August cooks, but if it's not hers then we have a problem. I don't know if our child can depict what is August cooking or not, but he or she knows.

"French toast, brown sugar girts or whatever kind you would want me to make, bacon, and sausage." She said as I felt her body shake a bit. Possibly stirring something. "High key I wanted to fuck last night, but that shower, then I rubbed myself down in peppermint oil. My god baby, then my body laid on that cold ass bed with that damn night night blanket. It was a sealed deal."

I laughed because I can actually see her trying to do something, but ended up getting really comfortable. Since she has been practically living here, and being friends, she can get really comfortable at odd times. Oh and don't get me started on her sleeping in weird places. August literally brought her knees up to her chest a little bit, and slept on the extra-large bean bag I have. She smoked a few blunts and was sleepy afterwards.

"I know baby, once Monique left you were knocked out butt naked on the bed. I had to put the blanket on you before I took my shower then got in bed with you. We should sleep naked more though." She carried my plate and bowl to the table and sat it down on the small dining table I have. I swear this woman can cook, I don't know what I would do if she did find a girlfriend. Homemade meals would be gone.

"That's how you got pregnant in the first place. Kidding, but I don't mind it though. Just don't be backing it up, and rubbing against me with all that ass baby." August kissed the top of my head before going to get her food. "I'm pretty glad you had the air on too. You know I be hot and sweaty in the heat."

"Ever since you have lived here the air is constantly running." I said cutting into the French toast. "Oohhh my god this is so good." I moaned eating it.

"Yeaaaaaahhhh that thang smackin. You know I am a hot bodied person baby." August said.

I rolled my eyes, still eating. "So what are you doing today?"

"Well." She said before swallowing her bite of food, "I have to go to the Interlude, and have the entire staff taste all of the food that will be on the menu. Then teach the chiefs how I cook everything. Hand them their shirts and stuff and yeah. I may be there all day though."

"Aww I don't get my lunch for today." I pouted. Literally August has been cooking for me ever since I told her to stay with me for the meantime. She wants our baby and I to be healthy.

"I have been up for a while so I made some meal preps for you that should last today if you eat like you supposed too. I will not be back her until maybe 6:30 or seven o'clock."

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August Alvarez POV

I made the dishes for everyone so they can at least taste how everything is supposed to be. I had to choose from so many things that I can cook to cut it down to at least fourteen dishes. Only six more days until the opening, and I can really get this show on the road.

"Where did you learn how to cook?" One of my chef's asked me.

"From both my mom and step mom, but really a lot of this was experiments. Everything I cooked with was organic, and I know a farmer that gave me all the fruits and vegetables that I needed. All the meat is very good quality, and the steak is A1 Japanese Wagyu. Plus the tomahawk steaks are expensive too, but I'm hoping the opening will be big as I think and believe it will be." I replied.

They all continued to eat, and had really amazing comments about the food.

"I have a question." One of my waiting staff members Shaun said.

"What's up?"

"When are we getting these new aprons?" He said. Everyone sounded excited to actually work. How everything is turning out, I pray that everything goes good at the opening.

I opened my three boxes of stuff that I had bought for the waiting staff.

"First, my executive Chef James will be wearing the red jacket and red apron, and everyone else will be wearing black with red trim. I order like four each for everyone so just find your jacket size. Secondly, for my lovely waiting staff I really didn't know so I ordered the waist and full apron in black. Please wear a white shirt and a red tie or bow tie. Hell, if you like suspenders, wear the red ones." I said.

They all got their I guess uniforms, and continued to eat. Everyone started to get to know each other, and such. I love how my restaurant looks and everything. I really can't wait for this opening.

Okay so I know this probably sucked ass but I have bad writer block. I get most of my inspiration and stuff from my daily life but since we all suck in the house bored I lost my drive for writing. The only thing I could come up with it writing a Quarantine Love story. I might just put this on hold tho.

Would you all like a Quarantine Love story?