Damon took the red eye out of London where he just finished his three UK tour . He told her last night that he would catch a taxi home from the airport so she could sleep in and she obliged after realizing he wouldn't allow her otherwise. He wanted to get back to her and see her sleeping form in his big bed.
His big bed where they talked about what their relationship meant while they were aparting doing things for work. His big bed where she told him she loves him for the first time. His big bed where he said he loves her too for the first time. His big bed where they talked all night about their future. His big bed where they picked out the small town outside Boulder where they would buy a house. His big bed where they picked out the name of their first dog and each of the three children( one girl with two older brothers) they planned on having . His big bed where they finally made love for the first time exactly 4 months ago. He couldn't wait to be back home.
The driver interrupted Damon's thoughts announcing they were at his address. Damon handed the man a few $10 bills and retrieved his suitcase from the trunk then made his way into the apartment. He left his bags by the door hearing some music coming from the kitchen. He quietly tiptoed around the apartment to see her, body dwarfed in one of his blue button down shirts, ring sparkling on her right finger, swaying to the music playing, spatula extending from her outstretched arm as she moved with elegance preparing breakfast.
Damon heart swelled, he missed this. The domesticity of just being with Emily. They fit together into each other's life like pieces of a puzzle, like there was no other match for the void left when they were apart. This was a moment he never wanted to forget. She looked gorgeous now and he loved her even more seeing her in his kitchen making them breakfast. So he pulled out his phone and began to video her dancing in his kitchen.
After a few moments she turned from the stove and her eyes went wide and lit up as she saw him. Her face was overtaken by her smile and it's beauty and once again his heart swelled.
"Hi," she said, looking across the room to Damon
"Hi mustang , I missed you."
"I still miss you." He looked at her questioningly. "You haven't given me a kiss hello "
He stopped the video there, pocketing his phone and quickly making his way across the kitchen to her in 4 strides. His lips were on hers quickly, tongue running across her lips begging for entrance which she granted him. He gently pushed her back against the counter and he hands trailed down his back to take his ass in her hands.
They broke apart, needing a breath. Emily lay her head on Damon's shoulder and nuzzled into his neck, placing a warm kiss on his collar bone.
"I made us breakfast."