Most of Saturday was spent cleaning the house and doing laundry, trying to keep my mind from wandering back to yesterday evening. I blared some music, which helped me to focus on other things. Unfortunately, I ran out of things to do around the house at about 4. I didn't want to go for another hike and risk a repeat of yesterday. So I simply curled up with my book, actually able to lose myself in the story this time. I was so into my reading that the sound of my doorbell made me jump. I quickly rushed over to answer it, surprised to see Kevin on my front step until I remembered the bean dip sitting in my fridge.
"Hey gorgeous," he smiled as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
"Hi," I giggled as his light touch tickled my skin. I pulled his hand away from my face and led him into the kitchen.
"How was your week," he asked politely.
"Ack, I don't even want to think about it."
He chuckled. "I'm sorry to hear that, maybe I can make it better." He bent down and brushed his lips against mine, kissing me softly. He pulled back, only to pepper my face with light kisses, making me giggle again. He glanced up at the clock, groaning. "I've gotta get going, the guys are expecting me in ten minutes."
"Don't sound so excited," I joked as I got the dip out of the fridge.
"You make it difficult to leave," he breathed swooping in for another quick kiss. "But if I don't get there soon with the dip the guys might riot in the street."
"Is my dip really riot worthy," I laughed.
"To the guys, yes," he said seriously, which only made me laugh harder.
"Whatever, get going, I don't have bail money for your friends."
Kevin smiled, grabbed the bean dip, kissed me again, then skipped out the front door, calling out, "See you tomorrow sweetheart."
Still laughing lightly, I reheated some of the pasta I had made last night. While it warmed up, I poked around the kitchen, making sure I had everything to make the chicken fried steak tomorrow for Kevin. At least I don't have to fit in a shopping run tomorrow, I thought happily. I ate my food as soon as it was cool enough that it wouldn't burn my tongue, surprised that I still had this much of an appetite. After starting the dishwasher, I attempted to go back to my book, but my mind was wandering too much.
I couldn't help but think of the wolf from my dreams. Why had it suddenly become friendly again last night, and would it still be that way tonight? What had upset it in the first place, and why did I care so much? It's not like I could control my dreams, and it was doing me no good to dwell on it. I decided to head up to bed early and fell asleep right away despite my busy brain.
The wolf was curled around me when I opened my eyes to the brilliant green. It chuffed lightly and nudged me back into its side before I plunged yet again into a deep dreamless sleep.
I woke up late again on Sunday, feeling extremely refreshed after my second peaceful nights rest in a row. After indulging in a large breakfast, I hopped in the shower. I towled my hair dry then grabbed my book again and started where I had left off. When the alarm on my phone went off I started on dinner, paying extra attention to make sure it was perfect. I rushed upstairs when I had 15 minutes left and changed into my dark purple long-sleeved v-neck and a pair of dark blue jeans which hugged my curves. Knowing how much Kevin loved my long, slightly curly hair I decided to leave it down and not style it. I rushed back downstairs just as my doorbell rang. I opened it to a clean shaven Kevin in dark wash jeans and a dark blue t-shirt. He was holding a dozen roses out to me, and I couldn't help but smile at him.
"Hey babe," he greeted, pulling me into his arms and kissing me slowly. "Damn, it smells good in here," he groaned as he let go of me.
Laughing, I went to dish up, then brought both plates back into the room and we dug in. Kevin and I fell into easy conversation about our weeks, and I couldn't help but wish it could be like this between us all the time. After dinner, I offered Kevin desert, and he looked at me like I had grown a second head.
"If I eat another bite I think I'll explode," he joked as he made his way into the living room.
Smiling at his exaggeration, I followed him with a small piece of the banana cream pie I had made. Kevin just looked at the plate and shook his head mumbling something about bottomless pits. I popped the back of his head while he just grinned, putting in a movie and starting it up. About halfway through, I was no longer paying attention to the movie, but to Kevin's hand, which was tracing random patterns on my calf. I couldn't stop the shiver that passed through me.
"Cold," Kevin asked.
"No," I responded staring into his dark blue eyes. I gently cupped his cheek with my right hand while my thumb traced his lips. He closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh. I leaned forward, heart pounding, and gently pressed my lips against his. He responded immediately, tangling his fingers into the hair at the back of my neck, pulling me closer. I pressed my tongue against his bottom lip, making him gasp as our tongues met, battling for dominance. We continued kissing until we finally had to break apart for air. We began kissing each other's necks instead, and Kevin pulled my left earlobe into his mouth, nipping slightly, causing me to moan. He recaptured my mouth as he placed his hand on my hips. I slid down so he was almost laying on top of me as our tongues continued to dance. His right hand slid up to the hem of my shirt and his fingers splayed across my ribs under my shirt. I couldn't help the giggle that escaped, being very ticklish.
Kevin seemed reluctant to move further so I guided his hand upward and he cupped my breasts through my bra. He slipped his hand to my back, but I pulled away to stop him, and he sighed in disappointment.
"Don't look so sad," I laughed. "The hook is in the front."
His face broke out in a wide grin at that and I laughed again as I unhooked the bra and removed it and my shirt.
"You're beautiful," he whispered, and I couldn't help the blush that broke out on my face. Kevin grasped my face and our tongues continued to fight for dominance as he slipped his hand to my breast and began squeezing gently. Quiet moans escaped my mouth before I could help it. After what seemed like forever, we broke apart, gasping for air.
"I love you," Kevin breathed.
My heart beat sped up, and I began to panic. Kevin seemed so notice my breath hitch and quickly reassured me, "You don't have to say it back now, I just wanted to let you know how happy you make me."
"You're awesome," was all I could manage before I threw my arms around him, holding him tight.
"It's getting late, I gotta get going, I'm going in early tomorrow."
"Okay," I frowned, making Kevin laugh. "But I am making you dinner Tuesday."
"Not gonna argue with that," Kevin smiled. He kissed me a few more times before forcing himself off the couch and to the front door. "See you later, babe," he said before swooping in for a final kiss. I smiled against his lips.
"Bye." He walked out to his car and took off down the street. I smiled as I got ready for bed and slipped underneath my covers. I had a hard time getting to sleep, and wished I hadn't been able to when I entered that night's dream...
I wasn't surprised to see the bright green, but I was shocked when I caught sight of the wolf. Its teeth were bared, every hair on its body standing up and it was staring straight at me. I instantly felt guilty, but for what I didn't know. I tossed and turned that night, and woke up groggy on Monday. Little did I know my dreams were the least of my worries...
