The morning sun is peeking through the closed curtains. I don’t know what it is about sun light seeping through the cracks of curtains that drives me crazy, but it does. My legs are tangled with Gabby’s, her back to my front. My arm is draped over her exposed stomach. Her soft, wavy chestnut hair is so beautiful. I inhale the clean scent as I remember our shower last night. It’s the little things that I never thought I’d care about, like washing her hair that brings me so much pleasure. The way she moans and moves her head around is cute and sexy all at the same time. It almost always makes me laugh.
These mornings when I wake up next to her are so hard for me. I respect her wish to wait, but it’s been one of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to do. I can’t wait for the day that she’ll be my wife. For the day I can show her in every way I can how much I love her. I can’t wait to know that I get the honor of waking up next to her every single day for the rest of my life.
I’m pretty sure she’s still asleep. She’s definitely not a morning person. I can’t help but think about the saying ‘opposites attract’ as I watch her sleep. It amazes me at how, in so many ways, we are opposites. But in so many other ways, it’s like we were cut from the same mold. She’d sleep the entire day if I’d let her. Any other day, I would, but I can’t wait to spend some time with her today.
I was robbed of the little bit of precious time we usually get to spend together on the weekends by Ian and Veronica. I refuse to not savor every last waking moment making her laugh, making her smile, and making this nightmare up to her.
A few times when we’ve been in Aiken we’ve eaten at The New Moon Cafe. They have the best scones, and they roast and brew their own coffee. It’s honestly some of the best coffee I’ve ever had. Gabby bought me a bag for Christmas. So maybe I’m partial to their coffee because it makes me think of her.
Sweeping her hair to the side, exposing her neck, I start planting soft, long kisses. I move my lips to her ear and whisper, “Gabby girl.”
“Mmm,” Gabby groans.
I nibble on her ear lobe, swirling my tongue around. I use my arm that is draped over her side to pull her closer and caress her smooth skin. I know she’s awake now. She loves it when I do that to her ear. “You hungry?”
“Em mmm.” She shakes her head.
She’s beyond adorable when she’s sleepy and grumpy. “Hmph, c’mon, I want to go to breakfast with my fiance. Not lunch.”
As she rolls over into my arms, my breath catches at how gorgeous she is. And she’s mine.
“Say it again,” she says, her voice cracking from having just woken up.
I brush her hair away from her face and kiss her forehead. I can’t help but stare at her for a moment longer, gazing into her hazel eyes, connecting with her soul. “Say what?”
I know I must be grinning like a schoolboy. Never knew that would sound so good. “You like hearing that, huh?”
She blinks slowly at me, batting those long eyelashes, wiggling her body a little closer to mine. She drapes her leg over mine and smiles. “I thought I was dreaming. I need to hear it.”
“Not dreaming, Gabby.” I reach down and pull her left hand up to my lips. I kiss the ring I placed on her finger yesterday. She has no idea how badly I want her right now. Not just because hearing that word ignited a fire within me, but because we’re naked. She’s killing me. “I love that this is the only thing you’re wearing right now.”
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