ⁱ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ˢᵗᵒᵐᵃᶜʰ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ
ᵐᵃⁿ, ⁱ'ᵐ ᵗʳʸⁿᵃ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉˣᵘᵃˡˡʸ
ᵐᵃʳᵗⁱⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍⁱⁿᵃ - ᵖᵒˡᵒ ᵍ
Oᴍɴɪsᴄɪᴇɴᴛ
"Okay. Crack another egg" Alaina told Wayne and he mugged her.
So for their first act of bonding together, they decided, well she decided, to bake cookies and she let Wayne do all the work.
"What?" She asked, an innocent smile on her face.
"Don't act like you didn't see me struggling to crack the first one" he grumbled.
"Cracking an egg isn't even that hard. You just hit it on something hard and when it cracks, you open it up and pour it in the bowl"
"Bet then". He hit the egg on her forehead, making it crack.
"That was outta pocket". She said as she hit him and he laughed.
"Fucking spray bottle laugh" she mumbled and he mugged her again.
"Just beat it". She handed him a whisk and he snatched it from her.
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"Easy so it doesn't get lumpy" she guided him as he mixed the cookie dough.
"Is it supposed to be this thick?" He asked, scrunching up his face.
"Yes" she answered. "Stop acting weird and just do it"
"This feels weird" he complained. "When we gon' put in the chocolate chips?". He asked again, his face lighting up. He loved chocolate chips so it was only right that he asked.
"When you done"
"Can you at least put some in my mouth?"
"No" she told him and his small smile dropped.
"Mean ass" he grumbled.
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"How it turn out?" He asked Alaina as she tasted one of the cookies after they were done.
He waited anxiously like all those contestants on Chopped as she chewed as slowly as possible, no expression on her face to give away how she felt about it.
Then finally she swallowed.
"Well?" He asked when his patience had finally run out.
"It's not bad" she said.
"That's it? It's not bad? You mean to tell me I been in this kitchen for over an hour just for that? You must got me fucked up then"
"You didn't let me finish" she told him, playfully hitting his chest. "I wanted to say that it's good. Really good"
"Really now?" He smiled.
"Yeah" she nodded, smiling back.
"So what do I get as a kind of award for doing good on my first try?"
"Whatchu want?" She asked, coming closer to him.
"Head" he answered and her smile dropped.
"Rodrick"
"Yeah I know. Celibacy. Whatever. Can I at least get a kiss?" He requested.
"Sure". She leaned up and placed her lips on his to give him a short sweet kiss. Just as she was about to pull away, his hands wrapped around her waist and he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth. His hands creeped their way down to her ass and she pulled away.
"Wayne-"
"Relax" he cut her off. "I just wanna lift you up". He picked her up and placed her on the kitchen island before attacking her lips again.
"This has got to be against the rules" she said against his lips.
"It ain't. I looked it up" he told her.
Since he couldn't fuck the shit out of her anymore till after three weeks, he opted to kissing the shit out of her.
"You crazy" she giggled.
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"So who taught you how to bake?" Wayne asked Alaina later when they were just chilling in the living room as he gave her a foot rub.
"My dad" she answered.
"Your dad could bake?"
"Yeah" she nodded. "I remember, up until I was 16, he used to bake me a cake on all my birthdays"
"All of them?"
"Yeah. He used to just surprise me with it. It wasn't exactly a surprise cause I always found out every year but I'd fake it just to make him happy" she remembered.
"You know, this is the most you've talked about your dad" he told her.
"Yeah. Ion like to talk about him" she said. "It brings back memories that ion even wanna remember"
"Well the thing is Letting go isn't about not remembering, it's about being okay with remembering". She looked at him and shook her head.
"Look at you. Talking all smart. When did you get so wise?"
"Shut up" he grumbled and pushed her feet off him, making her laugh as she put them back on him.
"So what's your dad's name?" He asked her.
"My dad's name?" She repeated. "....Tate" she revealed and Wayne chuckled a bit.
"I'm serious mane. Stop playing"
"I'm not" she replied seriously.
"Wait. Your dad's name was Tate?"
"Yeah" she confirmed and he raised an eyebrow at her. "Who name's their kid Tate?"
"You should probably know that my dad was white"
"What?" Wayne asked. "Your dad was white?"
"Um...yeah"
"That explains a lot" he said and her eyebrows furrowed.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean like....you kinda talk white sometimes. I was gon' ask you at one point if you was mixed or sum' but I just left it alone" he confessed.
"So how do I talk white?"
"Nah. It's just sometimes you be sounding like you straight outta White Chicks or sum'" he said and her mouth dropped open.
"You asshole". She playfully kicked him repeatedly and he laughed, grabbing her legs to stop her.
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Wayne stared up at the stars painted on the ceiling as he leaned against the headboard of the bed, waiting on Alaina so they could cuddle.
He had found out that he couldn't sleep without her on the right side of the bed and that seemed to be the case that night.
"Hurry up mane!" he whined, getting impatient.
"Would you shut up? I didn't even take that long" she said, coming out of the bathroom with her hair in a bonnet.
"Come quick. It's cold". He held his arms open and she got on the bed, climbing into them.
"My lil mixed breed" he gushed, stroking her back and she hit him.
"Don't call me that"
"Sorry ma'am" he apologized and she smiled.
"Goodnight Wayne"
"Goodnight baby". She planted a quick kiss on his lips and he did the same on her forehead before she snuggled into him.
Everything was going good until she placed her leg on him, right above his crotch. Her leg brushed against his dick and it awoke all the urges he had been suppressing the whole day.
"Baby?" He called.
"Hmm?" She hummed in response. He didn't say anything after that but she already got the message. His silence spoke volumes.
"Twenty more days baby" she told him, patting his chest.
Even without being told, he already knew this was going to be the longest three weeks of his entire life since his stint in jail.
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