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Erin

I woke up still smiling from a few hours ago. Even though we barely got any sleep last night, I felt so refreshed.
I looked over at Chris still sleeping and eased out of bed. I decided to make him breakfast since he did such an outstanding job last night.

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I kept it simple and just made waffles, scrambled eggs, and bacon. Chris was still sleeping so I decided to go wake him. Nobody likes cold or reheated breakfast- I know I don't.

"Hey, wake up." I lightly shook him

He slightly opened his eyes before pulling me on top of him.

"Chris!" I squealed

He wrapped me in his arms, not too tight, but enough so I couldn't move.

"Baby" I chuckled "I made breakfast come on."

"You finally cooked for me?"

I looked up and his eyes were fully open "Yes, now come on before it gets cold."

He let me out of his embrace and sat up. When he took the covers off, I saw his print bulging thru his underwear. I bit my lip, pretending not to see.
I heard him chuckle as he got up to go pee.

"I'm in the kitchen." I said as he used the restroom

I made our plates and waited for him while I poured myself some orange juice.

"I could get used to this." He said, entering the kitchen

"You ain't even tasted it yet."

"If it taste like it looks and smell, I want all parts." He sat down beside me

I closed my eyes saying grace. Once I opened them, I saw he had joined me in gracing the food. I smiled to myself as we began eating.

"Damn..." I heard him mumble

"You like it?"

"This shit make me wanna fuck you all over again."

I laughed at his goofiness

He smirked, cutting into his waffles "I'm serious."

"Yo' horny butt just want a reason to have sex."

"Can you blame me?"

I blushed, drinking some juice.

"You got work today?"

"Yeah. You?"

"Yeah, got two sessions." He continued eating

I was kind of sad because that means we most likely won't see each other later, but I'll manage.

"We can go to dinner tonight if you down." It's like he was reading my mind

"Yeah. Castillo's?" I asked

"7 o clock?"

"Yes." I smiled

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