It’s my dream come true. But breaking the news to my parents is most certainly going to be a nightmare.
10
Sadie
The smell of bacon and eggs fills the air and I have to bat my eyelashes a few times and pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming.
Moving from Soren’s room to the hallway I see my mom and dad are quickly coming to the same realization.
Flashing each other confused looks we simultaneously shuffle to the kitchen, none of us yet awake.
Sure enough, there stands Soren in yet another pair of Ranger panties and his running shoes and socks off to the side. There’s a sheen of sweat on him and a glow to his body, his eyes, that tells us all he’s most definitely already been up for a while and got in a run. And now this.
“Mornin’, everyone. Perfect timing by the way.”
Sliding a spatula into a cast iron skillet I didn’t even know we had, he slides out sunny side up eggs and hash browns, putting them on a plate and handing it to me.
Standing there dumbstruck, he moves toward the juice pitcher that’s orange, next to it on the counter is a pile of oranges that have had the juice squeezed out of them.
I look at mom and dad with raised eyebrows and they return the same expression.
“Next plate will be up in just a couple of minutes,” he says, handing me a glass of orange juice and some silverware.
Still half asleep I slide into the bar and start forking a real breakfast in my mouth, unlike the vending machine sandwich or egg McMuffin I usually use to start off my day.
“How did you learn to cook this?” I ask. “It’s so good.”
“You have to learn a few basics when you’re in the middle of nowhere. No matter where you are in the world you can usually get your hands on some eggs and some kind of carb, potatoes especially.”
Get his hands on it, huh? Just like he had his hands on me.
My plate is finished in record time, just as plate number two is coming up.
Excusing myself I head back upstairs to shower and get ready and by the time I’m back downstairs the dishes are already done and Soren’s had a shower and changed his clothes as well.
“Ready to go?” he asks.
Just as I go to open my mouth to tell him I don’t have classes today he shoots me a look and I play along. “Yep.”
A car arrives to pick up dad, and mom heads off to her non-profit, and just like that, a full house goes empty.
“About last night…,” I begin as Soren drives. But before I can say anything else I burst out laughing. Nothing else needs to be said, so instead, I lean over and wrap him up in a hug.
Sliding my hand in his lap I grab his cock, finding it already hard.
“Jeez!” I say.
“You’re going to make me crash.”
I smile and give him space to operate the oversized SUV.
“Where are you taking me? Or should I say where are you kidnapping me and taking me to?”
“Is this an interrogation, Gitmo bay style?” he asks.“Because no matter what you try I’m not going to ruin the surprise.”
“Even if I flash these out the window?”
I playfully grab at the bottom of my shirt and his possessive side roars to life, grabbing my shirt and yanking it down.