Chapter 41
Chapter Forty-One
Spencer
Waking up to Natalie was one of the best things in the world. It never got old, and I wanted to do it every day of my life.
My more angelic side tried to tell me not to poke Natalie with my morning wood, but I never listened to that side. If anything, I pulled her even closer into the spooning position, where it was absolutely impossible for her not to feel how much my body reacted to her.
I used my free arm to smooth out her hair and pull it back slightly so I could see her face more easily. I was waiting for her to wake up so I could show her just how much I loved her.
That's when I heard a cry. "Mr. Spencer! Mr. Spencer!"
I couldn't help myself, and in a very quiet voice, I said, "Fuck."
I forced myself out of bed, and I let my fingers trace Natalie's beautifully soft body. I really didn't want to get up and lose my chance of Natalie waking up and our chance of morning sex. She wasn't one to go back to bed so quickly since her days were so damn busy.
However, as a de facto parent, for however long it took, I had to take care of Eric, and he'd never actually been to my house.
I went to Eric's bedroom. He was sitting up in the bed and was already dressed.
Since I still had sex on my mind, I sat at the edge of the bed, "Would you be good if I set you up with breakfast and some TV, then I go back to Ms. Natalie for a bit?"
Eric nodded.
We walked down to the kitchen. As I went to look into the pantry, I realized I had nothing for a kid to eat. The pancake mix that I thought I had was nowhere to be found.
One of us would need to go to the grocery store to get some kid-friendly food like cereal and chicken tenders. If all else failed, I could at least give him a peanut butter sandwich.
"Would you like eggs and bacon or just one of those?"
He tilted his face up as he thought, and he said, "I'll do some bacon."
I nodded. As I went into the fridge, I noticed my tea eggs. So I pulled out that baggie in addition to the bacon to help myself to some easy protein, especially if I had only time for a quickie with Nat. Yes, I was supposed to be in dad mode, but I still had sex on my mind.
As I pulled some of the bacon stripes apart and onto the plate to microwave them, Eric reached over and went, "What's those?"
"It's a Chinese tea egg. My mom used to make them for me for breakfast."
"Really? What are they like? They look so weird."
I put the plate of bacon into the microwave, and I fished out an egg. As I started to peel it, I explained, "Well, it's just a hard-boiled egg that's been marinated in some spice and tea. They're really good and so much better than plain hard-boiled eggs."
Thanks to the eggs being pre-cracked, it was so easy to peel, too. I held the bag out. Eric pulled out an egg and started to peel it, dripping some of the tea onto the counter. I pulled a plate out and handed it to him.
Eric scrunched his face and tried the egg. I was convinced he was going to hate it based on that first expression, but it quickly morphed into one of pleasure. He pointed at the egg. "That's pretty awesome. Can I have another one?"
"Sure, buddy."
He went into the bag and got another one, and quickly started to peel the egg. He devoured the egg even quicker than the first.
I went to the living room and turned on the TV. I realized I had no clue what kids wanted to watch. My TV was still on the NHL network from watching one of the other games. I was about to change the channel when the kid came up and asked, "Can I watch that?"
"Sure."
Eric flopped onto the sofa, and I went back to the kitchen to check on the bacon. It was almost done in the microwave, so I tore off a couple paper towels. As soon as the microwave beeped, I blotted the bacon and then chucked the paper towels into the trash.
I put took the plate to Eric. "Let that cool for a couple minutes. I'm going to go back to Ms. Natalie, but please shout if you need anything."
I emphasized the words shout. I didn't want the kid walking in on us having fun.
Eric didn't even look up at me. His eyes were transfixed on the highlights from my last game. I wanted to get away since I had seen enough film of me skating for my liking.
I trotted upstairs. Natalie stirred, and I quickly locked the door.