Sketchpads and Guitars

Sketchpads and Guitars Part 6

Chapter 6

Francis works his way to the kitchen as he prepares for their breakfast, Bash is still sleeping on the couch and so is Kenna upstairs. He was reaching for the eggs when he heard a faint sound upstairs, he assumed that Mary might already be awake.

“Good morning” Francis said smiling as he saw Mary jog down the stairs

“someone’s in a good mood” Mary said as she reflected Francis’ smile

“what are you making?” Mary added

“I’m making pancakes for breakfast” Francis replied Mary scoots closer to him and helped him prepare the pancakes

“did you sleep well?” Mary uttered

“yes and you?... I hope you found my bed comfortable” Francis said while beaming to Mary

“it’s bearable” Mary replied teasingly

“bearable? Well I guess I should have just let you sleep on the couch then… with me” Francis whispered to Mary’s ear while setting aside the pancakes that he’s making and pulling Mary closer. He softly kissed her cheek and she giggled.

The two are enjoying their time alone with each other but it was cut short when they heard someone clear his throat.

“good morning to you two” Bash said while grabbing a glass of water

“good morning Bash” Mary said slightly embarrassed

“didn’t noticed you there” Francis said

“I’m just getting a glass of water and then I’m off, you two can continue whatever it is you’re doing” Bash said jokily

“we weren’t doing anything!” Mary said defensively, but still with a smile on her smile

“oh we were definitely doing something…” Francis said giving Mary a knowing look

“Francis!” Mary said slapping slightly his chest

“jeez, you two can’t get your hands off each other already… I’ll just go upstairs and check on Kenna” Bash said

“off you go” Francis said jokily shooing his brother

“sooo” Francis said to Mary a little while later

“sooo what?” Mary answered

“since it’s Sunday and we don’t have to go to class until tomorrow, I was thinking that maybe we could have… I dunno… a date or something?” Francis said unable to form a coherent sentence while looking to Mary’s beautiful brown eyes, her intoxicating smell distracting him in every way possible.

“a date?”

“where?” Mary replied beamingly

“well we could go watch a movie, eat in a fancy restaurant, go to the amusement park, or wherever you want to go, we can also bring Bash and Kenna with us if you want” Francis said, his hands never leaving Mary’s side

“that sounds fun but, don’t you have a gig today?” Mary asks while leaning on Francis, they’re both standing in the kitchen yet they feel so comfortable in each other’s arms

“I have to go to the pub tonight but…I’m all yours the whole day” Francis said while tacking a strand of hair on Mary’s ear

“Is that so?” Mary said turning around and beaming on Francis, she’s now facing him while his hands touch both of her arms; he planted a soft kiss on her forehead, then to her nose and down to her lips. The kiss was soft at first, but several seconds later it grew more urgent and more passionate. Francis’ arm travels on Mary’s lower back as he pulls her closer; Mary’s hand touches his curls and rests on his neck, pulling him impossibly closer as well. She can feel his smile while he kisses her, she can feel his hands leaving trails of fire on her skin. They stayed like that for several seconds before pausing to catch their breath.