"I'm hungry. I'm gonna go raid your kitchen." I kiss his cheek and stand to make my way out of the room.
"Don't you mean our kitchen?" His words make the hair stand up on the back of my neck. I don't exactly know what to say to that.
Just four months ago, I was engaged to someone else, my dad was still alive, and my entire world was different. Now all of those things seem like a lifetime ago. I can't help but feel guilty for wanting to live in this moment.
CHAPTER 25
JUDSON
November 11- Barely
"Find anything appetizing?" I question this beautiful creature standing in my kitchen, still amazed that she is here.
"Yup, waffles!" She giggles and tosses them into the toaster. It's 2am, and this girl is making waffles.
Is it too soon to admit that I'm falling for her? Well, I am, and I'm falling hard. She's perfect, the actual epitome of everything I've ever wanted. I think I've known since she came busting into the beach house that day that she was the one, and trust me, I have never been a "love at first sight" kind of guy. Obviously, I have assumed I was in love before, but I think that is kind of the point. To find love and realize nothing could ever compare, and question if it was ever real.
"Want some?" She is chipper as hell, so she is obviously going to be up for a while.
"Nah, I'm good."
"How can you turn down waffles?" Remember when I said her innocence is what attracts me to her? Prime example, right here. I seriously don't think I can say no to her. If I ever have to, I am going to have a tough time.
"You know what, you're right. Give me some." She giggles and flops them down on my plate. She sets down two cups of coffee and digs in like she is starving.
"These are so damn good." She laughs, "I think I'm in love."
"With waffles?" I raise an eyebrow at her.
"I could marry these waffles, probably the only thing I can commit to." She rolls her eyes and fills her cheeks.
It kinda feels like she stuck an arrow into my chest at the fact she hasn't even imagined us as long term. Maybe I just move too quick. I push my thoughts to the back of my mind and change the subject.
"I am having someone gather your things in Wilmington and bring your car down here." She nearly chokes on her waffle.
"Damn, you okay?" I chuckle a little bit nervously.
She laughs, "Yeah, just a little nervous about this whole thing, and all of a sudden, I realized it's real."
"It is real, Blake." The last thing I want is her having second thoughts.
"I know, I'm gonna go job hunting on Monday. I should probably call my mom eventually and let her know I'm not coming back." I have so many connections around this city. I can get her any job she wants, but she seems like the kind who will want to get it independently.
"I can help you find something, but If you want to wait a bit before you get a job, that isn't a big deal either." I mean, it isn't.
"It's important to me to be self-sufficient, Judson. I'm not coming here to mooch." I burst into laughter.
"I know you aren't a mooch." I make sure to put a ton of emphasis on the word mooch. She laughs with me.
"We will find you the perfect job if that is what you want." I smile at her, and she scoops more waffles into her mouth.
"I think I'm going to visit the art school, and do a tour, maybe apply."
SCAD would be the perfect place for Blakely.
"I think that is the best idea you have had all night."
We spend a couple hours on a house tour. I show Blakely the house from top to bottom and tell her all my favorite things. She makes sure to kiss me in every room to make sure she's my first kiss in every single room of the house. It's adorable, and I have a hard time not pulling the tiny sleep shorts down her legs. Finally, after a wrestling tickle match, I talk her into sleeping since we have Jay's game tomorrow.