POV:
Nym
I woke up closer to 7:00 in the morning. Something is really warm, but what is it. I turned my head and saw Charlotte sleeping in my embrace. Shit! Please tell me that I did not do anything to her. I looked around and saw that we were both dressed. Oh thank gods, I sighed in relief. As I untangled my limbs from her she began to slightly stir, and she nuzzled her face into my neck. She took a deep breath. I stopped and after a little while she began to snore again."Zzzzzz Zzzzz Zzzzz" She looks like a kitten all curled up in the blankets, I chuckled. I swiftly and cautiously got up and quickly left the room. I headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
I put in one earbuds and began listening to some music. I started by making a fresh apple cinnamon compote, after that was done I started making crepe batter from scratch. Once the batter was made I turned the stove on medium heat and began to make the crepes. I poured a little bit of the batter in the pan and swirled it out to where it would be an even circle. After around twenty-five minutes the were done. Then I moved on to making the whip cream; I had to beat the cream for a solid five minutes before it was done, I added some softened green apples into it. I started to cook some bacon; the sizzling sound reverberated in the kitchen. I began to assemble the food. I laid out a crepe on a plate and filled it with the compote and the whip cream. Patting the bacon dry from the grease, and arranged it on the plat. I reached into her fridge and pulled out some orange juice ,and filled up a glass. Then I set the table. I gathered my clothing from the dryer and before put it back on I re-bandaged all of my injuries. Luckily none of my clothing shrunk. I am so glad to have my underwear back.
I went back into the guest room to wake up Charlotte. I gently pushed on her shoulder and shook her. Her eyelids fluttered a few times before waking up. "Good morning beautiful." she said as she gently reached up to touch my face. I slightly jerked backwards, for I was very surprised.
" I made some breakfast. Come out whenever you are ready." I said slightly flustered and hurried back off to the kitchen. I put my headphones back in and started to listen to Alligator Blood by Nicole Dollanganger. I was listening to her songs for over thirty minutes. My fingers were gently tapping on the table. The constant feeling of my nails hitting the wood was pleasing. It was almost like I was playing the piano again. It was pleasant, after all, it had been a while since I was this calm. It was nice.
I sensed Charlotte's presence near me, so I removed my headphones and looked up at her.
"Good morning Charlotte." I said casually, and pulled out a chair for her.
"It smells amazing." she said while taking in a deep breath.
"Well it tastes even better." I said while handing her a plate. "Dig in." I said while smiling.
She got her fork and dug into the crepe. She moaned"It tastes soooo good."
"I am glad that you like it." I responded. She continued to eat her breakfast. I noticed that she had some whip cream on her cheek, and wiped it off with my thumb. I brought my thumb to my lips and licked it off. I heard a clatter, and saw that her fork had dropped to her plate. Her face was bright red, and she hurriedly looked away. "Food should not go to waste." I said while not being bothered in the least. This was kind of normal for me since I would do the same thing to Cam all the time.
"Next time please warn me before you do that. My heart can not take the shock" she said in a huffy and slightly embarrassed tone. She is so cute. How is she so adorable?
After breakfast she helped me cleanup and do the dishes. I would wash them and she would dry them. She had the radio playing on the table. Soft melodies played through the speakers. This was almost a picturesque scene. After we finished everything up I told her that I had to go and run some errands. She told me that we should go out again, and I agreed. This was the most fun that I have had in months. I got in my car and started to drive back home. I hope she never finds out about my job because she would definitely leave me, and I am putting her in danger. I am being careless again. I should not see her again, but I really really want to.