* * *
The sun blares through the window. I groan and burrow into his chest. He’s still here, something I knew would happen, but it still makes me giddy.
“Morning, Tink,” his husky, sleep-laced voice greets me.
Blinking a few times to adjust to the light, I lift my head and smile. “Morning.”
“You’re beautiful.” He runs the back of his index finger down my cheek.
“I’m a sure thing, Tank,” I tease. “After I brush my teeth.” I scramble out of bed and run to the bathroom to handle my business and brush my teeth. When I walk out, naked as the day I was born, Sterling is sitting on the edge of the bed, his hard cock sitting tall and proud.
“Hold that thought.” He laughs as he stands and passes me. I dive back under the covers and wait for him. A few minutes later, he opens the door and comes back to bed. “Found the toothbrush. Thank you.”
“Welcome.” I tilt my head up for my good morning kiss, which he gives me without hesitation. It feels natural to wake up next to him. I wasn’t sure how this morning would look for either of us, but it’s everything I ever could have imagined.
“What are your plans today?” he asks.
“Are we going to dinner at your parents’?” I ask him.
“Definitely. We have to tell everyone the good news.”
“Today?”
“Are you backing out on me?”
“Never. I just… wasn’t sure. Can we call my parents?”
“Sure, I have something at my place that I want to show you. How about you get ready, we’ll go to my place, and I can do the same and show you what I have to show you, and then just hang out until it’s time to go to my parents’. We can call yours in there too. And breakfast. We need breakfast.”
“Done.” I kiss him and climb back out of bed, gather some clothes, and head to the shower.
“I think I should shower with you. You know, save water and all that,” he calls after me.
I stick my head out of the bathroom. “You’d be putting on dirty clothes.”
“Worth it.” He tosses the covers off and rushes me. He lifts me off my feet, and together we step into the small shower, and my handsy boyfriend uses all the hot water running his hands and mouth over every inch of me, which has me rinsing the shampoo and conditioner out of my hair with cold water.
“Not cool, Tank.” I point at him as I shiver.
He wraps a towel around me and gathers me into his arms. “I’ll warm you up.” I relax into him, and in no time, his body heat does exactly that.
* * *
“What did you have to show me?” I ask.
“It’s not finished, but I want to show it to you now.” He takes my hand in his and leads me outside.
“Where are we going?” I ask him as we make our way off the back deck and head toward his detached garage.
“To the shop.”
“Oh, is this the new project you’ve been working on?”
“It is.” His smile is radiant as he unlocks the door and ushers me inside. “Close your eyes.”
“Really?”
“Humor me, Tink.”