~ The Next Day / November ~
Waking up with Cecilia in my arms is my favorite part of the day. I can’t remember a time when it wasn’t like this. Even though it’s only been a month, she’s inhabited every corner of my mind, and I hope to never go back to a time where she isn’t there.
Evidence of her now lies everywhere in my penthouse. Her fluffy koala slippers by the door that she puts on the minute she gets home from work. Her favorite coffee cup and travel mug that she brought up from her place, her toiletries in the bathroom. She even started leaving clothes and shoes in the walk-in closet, and I love it all.
But the one I love the most is her scent. How even if she hasn’t been here in two days, it’s always present. Always lingering in the air the minute I walk in.I’m addicted to her.
I look down at my beautiful girlfriend still sound asleep, head buried into my chest as I lie sideways with my arms around her. I kiss the top of her head before stroking my fingers down her long brown curls.
Last night, her hair was straight for the party, but after the shower we took when we got home, it’s now back to its natural waves.I love them like this, certainly in the morning with her bed hair. She looks disheveled and sexy.
As I watch her, I think back to last night, one moment in particular... Greyson. I know I overreacted. I shouldn’t be so upset about something that happened between them years ago. But it still sucks to know that he’s had her the same way I have.
That even if it was just for one night, he was hers, and she was his. That every time he looks at her, he remembers what it felt like to be inside of her. Those thoughts have been tormenting my mind all night, and I don’t know how to shake them.
He’s reached out a few times during the night, a couple texts saying he fucked up and that he’s sorry. That he should have said something sooner and wants to talk to explain himself. I haven’t replied, I need a little space to wrap my head around it all.
Tonight should help with that or at least take my mind off of it. We’re having dinner with my family. Although, Cecilia doesn’t know it yet since I texted my mom last night to let her know I would be bringing my girlfriend to dinner.I hope she’ll be okay with that.
Cecilia stirs in my arms, her head coming up to brush her nose against my neck, inhaling my scent.
“Good morning, sweetheart.”
“Mm, Good morning, Big Guy,” she breathes against me, her voice raspy from sleep. “Have you been staring at me while I sleep?”
“That’s a ridiculous question. Of course, I was,” I tell her, shaking my head at the fact that she would think anything less.
“You’re ridiculous,” she says as she tries to push up from the bed, but I grab her before she manages to untangle herself from me and roll us over, my body lying above hers.
“No, just obsessed with you.” I kiss her perfectly plump lips.
She giggles and puts her arms around my neck, eyes boring into mine with love.I love this woman.“I think I may be a bit obsessed with you, too.”
“Good, remember that and how much you adore me, because we’re having dinner with my family later,” I say, stroking her hair.
Her smile instantly falls.Not exactly the response I was hoping for.“Oh,” is all she says.
I pull back a bit to get a better look at her expression. “Do you not want to meet them?”
Oh God, please don’t say you don’t... have I been misreading things? Is she not as serious about us as I am?
“No, I do. I’d love to meet them, it’s just that I’ve never met a boyfriend’s parents before. Well, technically you’re my first boyfriend, so I guess that’s normal. I’m just... nervous. What if they don’t like me?” I can see the emotions shining in her eyes, she’s afraid.
Afraid of what could happen if she isn’t what my parents want for me. What she doesn’t know is that they already refer to her as their daughter-in-law, even my brother took up calling her his sister.I’m going to have to tell them to refrain from their comments tonight, that might freak her out.
“Minnie, I promise, they’ll love you. They already do.” I offer her areassuring smile. “Anyway, my parents aren’t some rich snobs. They’re decent, normal people. Well, as normal as they can be.” I chuckle because my parents aren’t what I would describe as normal. Hell, I already know they’re preparing to spill embarrassing stories tonight.
She breathes in deeply, then lets it out. “Okay, are you sure this is what you want?”
“There’s nothing I want more. Well, that’s not true, but we can start with that,” I tell her just before taking her left hand in mine and kissing her ring finger while keeping my eyes on her, so she understands what I’m not saying. Then I let go of her hand and bring mine down to her stomach, resting it over the lower part of her belly.
Her eyes widen comically.Oh, she got the message, all right.“Silas. Your mind is wandering way too far. Let’s back it up, Big Guy. Back it up.”
She pushes against my chest as she attempts to get me off her. I let her, rolling onto my back. She gets up and walks to the bathroom to do her business, leaving the door open.
I smile at the realization that we’ve gotten to that stage in our relationship where she’s comfortable enough to leave the door open. Once she’s done, she brushes her teeth by the sink, and I climb out of bed to join her.I love this, how everything feels so natural when we’re together.
“I don’t know what to wear,” she states as she brushes her teeth. I can hear her mind going a million miles an hour.