Morning afterrrr.

The sunlight poured like golden thread through the glass doors when I finally woke up. It washed over my bare back, warming it while I laid there motionless. I realized I was on top of him and began to get up, being careful not to jostle the bed. I grabbed a robe left on one of the chairs from when we used them yesterday and slipped my arms through. Then I walked to the back door to stare at the rising sun peeping over the marble palaces of Olympus.
I hadn't stood there for too long before the sound of shifting sheets sounded behind me.
Percy lopped over onto the other side of the bed and looked up at me dazedly, his hair a messy pile atop his head. His expression was so bewildered it made me laugh.
"Morning!" I said cheerfully and tossed him the other robe. He caught it and put it on, then came to stand by me where I combed through my hair to remove any knots. Peeking in the mirror to the right of me, I saw him and felt a sudden charge trill through me. I whirled around almost too quickly then attacked him with a bear hug and pressed his lips to mine. He didn't seem to object and leaned in for more.
Then a knock at the door interrupted us and I pulled away.
"One moment!" I yelled, needing the furious blush in my cheeks a moment to dull down, and a moment to put some clothes on.
Percy was quicker in getting dressed and tried to beat me to the door. We pushed and shoved each other, laughing and falling down the whole way to the door. By the time the knob was turned, we were red in the face and our lungs felt pressured from all the laughter. Percy opened the door and we saw Grover standing there looking slightly embarrassed.
"Hey man!" Percy smiled.
"Hey," he said shyly. "Do you think we can have, like, a man-to-man talk . . .?" His eyes flashed to me quickly and back to Percy as quick as they came.
"Yeah, sure." We invited him in.
"Do you want any breakfast, Grover?" I asked him as I walked back into the room. I went to the two seated table and grabbed a plate.
"Yeah, thanks." He took the plate. He just looked at it, not knowing what to do with it.
"It's like the goblets at camp." I said.
"Oh, cool." He half-smiled. "Um, pancakes." He said it like a question, but the food still appeared.
They sat down at the table and Percy asked "So, What is it you wanted to talk about?" and I took that as an invitation to leave since Grover had said "man-to-man" talk.
I walked into the bathroom to clean up. My hair was still messy and my face felt oily. I stepped into the shower to warm up the water. The shower was absolutely huge, by the way. Maybe five people could fit in there, not that five people would, I hope. As it drizzled down out of the golden faucet over my head, I undressed and listened to their conversation outside the door.
"Well, I want your opinion, I mean. . . Well. . . At your wedding yesterday, I. . . Um. . . "He kept stuttering over is words. "I was kinda. . . Well, I-I. . ."
"Huh?" I heard Percy ask, confused obviously.
Grover paused a beat before he answered. "Well. . . What would you think if I asked Juniper. . .?"
I gasped. Omg! I thought. He's going to ask Juniper to marry him? How adorable! I giggled as I climbed into the shower and let the warm soothing water unknot my muscles.
By the time I was done, all dry and dressed, they had finished talking and Grover was getting up to leave.
"Thanks." He smiled at Percy. I gave him a hug before he left and closed the door behind him.
"Hey guess what?" Percy asked me, smiling brilliantly.
"What?" I replied cheerfully. I, the devious eavesdropper that I was, already knew what he was going to say, but I let him think I didn't know.
"Grover's going to ask Juniper to marry him."
"Oh, that's wonderful!" I played it up. He saw something in my eyes and came to stand by my side. Maybe my lie was see-through to him, I don't know, but he asked "What is it?" and I replied "Nothing."
He looked into my eyes for a second and I in his. His beautiful sea-green eyes. They were the most significant color in my world. I once dreamed that that was the only color I could see, everything black and white except his eyes. In my dream it was bleak and dreary til I could find him and in Percy's eyes there would be a spark, a solace, which would set my soul afire. Then something would rise up in me to make me want to stay, to keep him there by my side. That's exactly how I felt now.
"So. . . Where were we before we were so rudely interrupted?" I asked playfully.
He chuckled. "Oh, I don't know. Would you mind jogging my memory?"
"Of course not." I loved how he could play along with my dumb flirts.
As I began kissing him again, he ran his nose down my jaw line and kissed my neck, successfully causing a moan to emanate from my throat. I really hoped that our godly parents weren't watching or listening in on us now. I could only imagine the embarrassment, especially if they were watching last night. I almost choked on the air in my lungs just thinking about what they would have said about that!
I grabbed his right arm that was secured in my hair and put it on my waist and held the other. He pulled back and I put my hand on his shoulder, then he spun me in a circle as we danced around the room to an unheard love song. We didn't need a song to dance to, we only needed each other.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY!

CHAPTAH SEVEN, OH-YAHS!

My butt hurts from sitting here too long. . .

REVIEWS create unheard love songs. 3