Chapter 34
Daniel
I get home and the apartment looks lived in: Anu’s style to the letter.
Never tidy—one of the things I must learn to live with.
I take my shoes off and head to my room.
I find her sleeping and I kiss her forehead before heading to the bathroom to shower.
I return in my sleeping pants and crawl into bed with her.
She’s wearing my T-shirt, and her smell fills my nostrils.
I wrap my arms around her waist, and I breathe her in.
She curls her body to me, and a soft moan escapes her.
My whole being relaxes with her in my arms. I pull her closer to fulfill the yearn of melding her body to mine.
“Mmm, welcome back,” she groggily says.
“I missed you,” I whisper, kissing her neck.
“Missed you too,” she replies and falls back to sleep.
“Marry me,” I whisper to her.
“Too sleepy, talk in the morning.”
“Say yes.” I nuzzle her.
“Later,” she mumbles.
I kiss her neck again before falling asleep.
When I wake up, I’m alone in bed. The room is still dark: Anu’s preference.
I can tell it’s daytime, though the shades darken the room.
There’s sunlight fighting for a chance to get through.
Pulling myself out of bed, I go out to look for her.
The smell of coffee and tea hits my nostril.
She has perfected how I like my coffee. I head towards the coffee smell, covering my eyes.
All the curtains are pulled; it feels like the light is attacking my face.
I fucking dislike how she’s a morning person.
I grab the cup that’s settled on the warmer and sip the hot creamy coffee before turning to face her.
She’s still in my T-shirt that’s barely covering her ass and those ugly as hell granny panties.
For someone who doesn’t wear panties most times, it never ceases to amaze me how she loves to sleep in granny panties, and she always wears the ugliest ones.
Fortunately, even her ugliest panty is still a turn on for me.
“Good morning.”
“I see you made it back in one piece,” she responds.
“I was determined to sleep in our bed,” I answer, letting the coffee charge my system.
“Good, I was about to find another man to cuddle with if you didn’t show. You made it in the nick of time.”
I chuckle. She certainly has her ways of poking me. “I have to head out in a few; I have a new student,” she casually states.
“That’s good. Are we going to discuss my proposal?”
“What proposal?” She looks at me, clueless. Did she sincerely not hear me? Guess I should up my game.
“Never mind. My mind is still asleep; we can discuss later.”
“Okay.” She kisses my cheek and leaves for the bedroom. I watch her leave, and my mind is wondering if she was that sleepy, if she’s messing with me, or if she just doesn’t want to answer.