Deep Regression

AN HOUR NOTICE!

When I woke up this morning, I felt like a new woman. I felt free, independent, and just...happy for once.
I didn't feel the illness lingering on me anymore. I didn't feel the deaths of my parents, siblings, and roommate on my skin.
All I felt were where Peter's hands touches me last night, and honestly, I never want the feeling to go away.
"Morning Honey." Peter walks behind me as I stare down at the newspaper for a job.
"Don't call me that, or else this engagement is going to be off to a very bad start."
"Mmm, wouldn't want that."
"Nope."
"So what ya up to?"
"Job searching."
"What's wrong with your job?" The concern pushed forth.
"Nothing, just don't like guys pinching my ass every time I walk past the bar."
I smile knowing how upset he's going to be to here that. Of course it was a white lie just to get him started.
"Uh, hey! I have a great idea, my Mom is looking for an assistant."
"Really? You think she'd hire me?"
I didn't know what to think at the moment. Work with his mom? Wouldn't that be...weird?
"Ya, she loves you already, so you should ask her."
"Okay, what's her number?" I turn around to face his shirtless body.
My mind becoming lost in his warm brown eyes.
"Actually were going to visit them today, in a hour actually."
"What?!?! YOU DIDNT TELL ME AHEAD OF TIME!?!"
"Sorry, Sel, I just thought it'd be a nice surprise for them."
"THEY DONT KNOW WERE COMING?! What if...WHAT IF...WHAT IF THEYRE HAVING SEX WHEN WE GET THERE?"
"What? My parents? Nah, they usually do it at N-"
"SHHHH, DONT SCAR ME!"
Peter just laughs as I run like hell to my bedroom to get ready. I can't fucking believe he'd give me an hour notice when he knows how I take forever to pick an outfit out!
Today's options were a large blue sweater, Peter's old high school sweater, a exercise outfit, or just some bras and underwear.
Alright, I guess I'm wearing Peter's sweater and a pair of jeans.