My First Love Affair by Ali Parker

Author:Ali Parker [Parker, Ali]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BrixBaxter Publishing
Published: 2019-05-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 39

Mason

I woke up, feeling Adelaide’s warm breath brushing across my chest. It felt right to have her in my bed. I ran my fingertips over her exposed shoulder, listening to the sounds of her breathing. She sounded completely dead to the world. I was going to spoil her today. She said she had the day off and I planned on spending the whole day with her, assuming she didn’t have any plans. If she did, I would convince her to cancel them.

I carefully moved away from her, doing what I could to make sure not to wake her. I wanted her to sleep in. She worked six days a week, getting up early to work in her coffee shop. She deserved a day to sit around and do nothing at all. The caveman part of me wanted to take care of her. I knew she would probably cringe at the idea, which was why I was going to have to be sneaky about how I did it.

I used the bathroom before fishing out a pair of briefs and moving to the kitchen to start some coffee. I looked down at my bare chest, the ugly bruising over my left side was turning colors, fading in some areas but still holding strong where the worst of it had been. I thought about the sweet attention Adelaide had given each of those bruises and smiled. The pain of the accident had almost been worth it with the attention she was giving me. I pulled open the fridge, looking for something quick and easy for breakfast. I wanted to make her breakfast in bed.

I wasn’t a cook, but I could scramble eggs and put bread in the toaster. With a plate arranged for her, I carried it along with a cup of coffee into the dark bedroom. I found myself in a bit of a pickle with no free hands to turn the lights on. I moved to the side of the bed, putting the coffee down before going back to turn the lights on low. No reason to blind the woman.

“What time is it?” she mumbled, her voice groggy.

“Just after eight,” I told her.

Her eyes opened wide. “Eight?” she said with surprise, struggling to get to her elbows.

“Yes.”

“I—wait—today’s Sunday,” she said, her eyes closing again.

“It is. I made you some breakfast and coffee,” I told her.

Her eyes opened again. “You did?”

“I did.”

She sat up, smiling as she looked at the plate heaped with eggs and a few pieces of toast. “Mason, that’s a lot of food. Tell me this is for both of us.”

I looked at it, not intending it to be for the two of us, but quickly realized it was a rather large portion of food for a small woman. I had gotten a little carried away in my excitement to make her a meal. “I’ll go grab a fork,” I said, dashing out of the bedroom.

When I returned, I nearly bowled her over. She had put on my shirt that I’d been wearing the night before and was walking out of the room.

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