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I turned and headed to the door. I opened it and called out, “Truce,” as I started to exit the room.
“OK, truce. I won’t attack you anymore," he said softly.
He had gotten up and put on a pair of jeans. They were only zipped about half way up, but not buttoned. He was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, going through his mail. I walked to his dresser and took his shirt that was lying there and put it on. It hung down to mid-thigh and I buttoned the middle four buttons, but you could still see my cleavage.
“Whatchya doing?” I asked as I stepped up onto the bed and sat across from him.
“Going through about a weeks worth of mail," he said without interest.
He looked up at me and stared at my appearance. I guess he saw what I saw in the bathroom. “What, do I have something on my face," I asked wiping at my face.
“No. It’s just that you have a magical glow all over you after I make love to you," he said as he reached over and ran his thumb across my swollen lips. “You are absolutely gorgeous, did you know that?”
“Well, I know you make me feel beautiful, inside and out. I have been told that a time or two as well, but not as much as you tell me. You are beautiful too. I never thought I would be sitting here, like this, with a man as beautiful and gorgeous as you," I confessed.
We sat in silence for what seems like forever and just looked into each other’s eyes. “Wade?”
“Yeah?” he replied back.
“I’m hungry. Do you have any food?” I asked.
He laughed and looked at me funny, “Yes, in the kitchen, not in here."
I smiled and jumped up and headed to the door. “Are you hungry, too?”
He sat there for a minute and thought about my question. “You know, I am. I didn’t even think about it, until you mentioned it. Are you going to cook for me, my little vixen?” he asked smiling.
“Yes my dear, anything you want. All you have to do is ask and your wish is my command," I replied lovingly.
He smiled at me gently, with love in his eyes. At least I hope that it was love. When he is ready, we will talk. But right now, we need food.
To Be Continued…
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