The Boyfriend Blog
18
Aiden
Telling a woman to calm down works about as well as baptizing a cat. –Liz
A slice of sun cuts through the window, stabbing me in the eye. I groan and roll over in bed, only to find the other side empty. The sheets are still warm from where Lizzie was sleeping. I sit up, lift my arms high over my head and stretch.
It’s been three weeks since we brought Edna home. Three weeks since I vowed to Lizzie that there was nowhere else I’d rather be than with her. And I’ve barely left her side since. We’ve spent nearly every waking moment of the last three weeks together. We’ve made love more times than I can count. Every night, I fall asleep with her warm body tucked against mine. And every morning, I wake like this—feeling like the luckiest guy in the world.
“Good morning, sleepyhead.”
I grin and look over my shoulder as Lizzie walks into the room. My God, she’s beautiful. Her hair is wild around her head, and her lips are red and puffy from all of the times I devoured them last night. She looks well fucked and happy. The perfect combination.
“Good morning.”
“I was starting to think you were going to sleep the day away,” she says, walking around the bed. She stops in front of me and lifts a hand to my bare chest. My eyes follow the movement as she runs a knuckle over my pec.
I grip her hips and tug her between my legs and then slide my hands up her shirt. I cup her heavy breasts in my hands.
“I made breakfast.”
I press a kiss to her navel. “The bacon smells delicious. I’m not sure we’ll be eating it.”
“Why not?”
“Because I just realized that I’ve never had you in the morning. Your body is so soft and warm.” I pull Lizzie’s shirt over her head and pluck a nipple. She squeezes her thighs together when I reach for her panties.
“Don’t you dare touch me there. I have to pee.”
I drop my head in defeat.
She laughs and kisses my jaw. “Don’t worry, we have all the mornings ahead of us.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“I thought you would.”
Lizzie pulls me out of bed, smacks my ass, and puts her shirt back on.
“Breakfast is ready, and you know the motto,” she yells, disappearing down the hall.
Whoever eats the fastest, eats the most. “You better save me bacon, woman.”
I can’t stand morning breath, and even though I’m about to eat, I brush my teeth. Rather than put on clothes, I walk through the apartment naked.
Lizzie smiles at me from her seat. Food is laid out across the table, and she hasn’t touched it. “You didn’t really think I’d start without you, did you?”
“I’ll reward you later.” I pull out a seat and sit down.
Lizzie blinks. “Aiden?”
“Yeah?” I say, grabbing a plate.
“You’re naked?”
“I think it’s time for a new motto,” I say, pulling Lizzie to my lap. “Whoever eats naked, eats the most. You should probably take your clothes off.” I reach for a piece of bacon and pop it into my mouth. “I’d hate for you to go hungry.”
Lizzie laughs and shifts on my lap. “I’m not going to eat naked.”