“Well, no more waiting for you, handsome.”
I reached up on my tiptoes to plant a kiss on his lips, which he returned with a much more passionate response. He gripped my face in between both of his hands and tasted me like he’d been starving for months. I’d been starving too, and I couldn’t wait to get back to his apartment and show him just how much.
“Where are you parked?” I glanced up expectantly at him as he rocked back onto his feet and broke eye contact with me.
“Erm… my car is off the road at the moment. I was gonna call a cab. Is that okay?”
He started fidgeting and looking uncomfortable. Maybe it was embarrassment? I couldn’t tell. I wasn’t bothered about his car though. I just wanted to get out of this station and get on with the rest of our lives.
“Come on then. Let’s get out of here,” I replied, grabbing his hand and weaving my fingers through his as I gave him a sexy look.
His smile smouldered back at me, as he no doubt contemplated what was to come the minute we fell through that front door of his.
“Lead the way, beautiful.”
“So, waffles or pancakes for breakfast? What d’ya think, baby?” Justin tapped his fingers on the fridge door and sighed. “I need to go out for it though. I’ve got zero stuff in here to cook for you.”
Justin stood with his back to me, peering into his fridge as if food would magically appear if he stared long enough. He wore black boxers and nothing else, and although I was hungry for more than just food, looking at him, I could see he’d gotten skinnier. He looked like he needed a decent meal and some sun on his skin. He was pale, and his eyes didn’t have the same sparkle to them that they usually did. Instead, they seemed dark, sunken and somewhat lifeless. Good thing I was finally home to take care of him. He looked like he needed it.
I walked over to stand behind him and snaked my arms around his warm body. Cuddling him close to me, I grinned to myself, thinking about all the ways we reacquainted ourselves with each other last night… and again this morning.
“I don’t mind what we have. I could pop out with you and we could eat out this morning if you like?”
I felt him tense slightly under my grasp, and then he blew out a breath before he said, “I kinda need to run an errand on my own this morning. I figured I’d kill two birds with one stone. Is that okay?”
He didn’t turn around to gauge my reaction, just held himself in place as I frowned at the back of his head. What private errands did he have to run? We didn’t keep secrets from each other, we never had. But I wasn’t about to start arguing on our first morning together, so I brushed it off.
“Sure, no worries. I’ll take a shower while you’re gone.”
He groaned and turned around in my arms then pulled me closer into his chest. “Not fair. I wanted to shower with you today.”
I laughed and pulled away from him, patting his chest. “But you have important secret errands to run, so… better get going, handsome. Don’t be long though. I’m looking forward to my waffles, and whatever else you’ve got in store for me today.”
Justin lurched forward and grabbed me, kissing me so hard he made my lips ache. He ran his hands down my back to cup my ass under my short, silky nightie, then he lifted me onto the kitchen counter.
“You won’t be leaving this apartment when I get back. Not for a very, very long time.”
“Better get lunch and dinner when you’re out then too,” I teased, and jumped off the counter. I headed to the bathroom, giving my hips the best, most seductive sway I could muster.
Five minutes after Justin left, I heard his mobile ringing from the living room. When I went to look at the display to see who was calling, I didn’t recognise the name. I didn’t give it a second thought though. Justin and I had been in a long distance relationship for over four years. There were bound to be facets of his life I wasn’t familiar with yet. I wouldn’t dream of answering his phone when he was out. I was never ‘that girl’. The one who has to look through her boyfriend’s phone for peace of mind. I trusted Justin with my life and I always would.
So I picked up his phone and put it in the middle of the coffee table, where he would see it straight away when he got home. I hoped this Ed character wasn’t planning
on monopolising any of my man’s time today, though. I had plans of my own for him.
About an hour later, the door to the apartment flew open, and Justin stalked in looking decidedly pissed and minus any tasty goods.
“Did you eat my breakfast on the way back by mistake?” I joked, hoping he’d have something hidden away for me.
He held his hands out at his sides and shrugged in a dazed and confused way that told me food was the last thing on his mind. Something was going on with him, and I needed to know what it was.
“I’m so sorry, babe. I completely forgot. I’ll go back out and get you something.”
He went to leave, but I darted across the room to block his path.
“No, don’t. It’s fine. I can take another look in the kitchen and see what I can rustle up. Failing that we could… order in?” I looked up into his eyes pleading, hoping I could settle the jittery nerves he seemed to be battling with.
He smiled back at me, but he looked exhausted. I was starting to get nervous myself. What was up with him?