"Jaime!" I shout, balancing Delianna on my hip. I hear Jaime groan from in his bedroom. I roll my eyes, setting Delianna on the couch and storming into Jaime's room. "JAIME!"

"What?!"

"Get up!"

"Why!?"

"Dude, seriously. Get up. Your mom cooked waffles…" I walk over to him and smile, touching my finger underneath his chin. He gladly lifts his head for me, letting me press my lips against his. I smirk, kissing him again…and again…and again… He begins to laugh.

"Nicky, please," he says, smiling. I wink and kiss him one more time before walking out of the room and into the kitchen. Jaime follows, kissing Delianna on the forehead as he passes through. "So, where is she?" he asks.

"She and your dad went off to work. It's just us."

"What time is it?"

"It's, like, four in the afternoon…"

"Awesome…" he says, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close. I blush and look away, shying my face from him. He laughs and pulls my face back to meet his, kissing me firmly. I smile and loosely wrap my arms around his neck, petting his hair. "So… Do you think that maybe today we could…" he trails. I sigh and shake my head.

"Jaime, don't be such a guy. I just don't think that it's right, yet…"

"I understand. I'll wait as long as you make me."

"Why?"

"You're worth waiting for." I watch him intently, searching his eyes for any hint of a lie, but I come up short.

"Why are you so amazing to me?" I ask. He shrugs.

"Just lucky, I guess." He kisses me again before winking and letting me go, grabbing a can of whipped cream. I look around the kitchen doorway to check on Delianna, who's perfectly fine drooling on a pillow. I turn around only to be startled by Jaime spraying my nose with a dot of whipped cream. He laughs, spraying some of the vanilla topping into his mouth.

I roll my eyes. He winks again, holding my chin and licking the cream off of my nose. A pressure begins to build in my pants. I sigh, wishing it could be fulfilled but knowing I'll regret it later. I don't bother. I just tangle my fingers into Jaime's hair, pushing him back until he hits a wall. I push my body against his harshly, kissing him painfully.

When I release him to take a breath, he takes the half-second opportunity to squirt more whipped cream into his mouth, as well as mine. I laugh as the foam practically chokes us both. I press my mouth to his again, feeling the creamy foam spread along our cheeks from being smashed in between us.

Tongues flailing wildly, we quickly rid ourselves of the excess cream in our mouths. I push even harder against him, feeling his protests melt into need. I chuckle, backing away and wiping off my face with a rag. I feel something smooth and cold on my bare back, turning to see Jaime smirking with the whipped cream aimed my way. I smirk, grabbing a bottle of chocolate syrup.

Jaime reaches into a nearby cabinet, pulling out a bag of sprinkles. I reach into the freezer, pulling out a tub of softened ice cream, recently eaten. He sprays me with the whipped topping again, throwing a handful of sprinkles at me. I scoop some of the ice cream in my hand and toss it onto his bare chest, making his mouth form into an 'o' shape. He throws the sprinkles and sprays the cream faster, so I throw more ice cream and begin squirting out chocolate syrup.

After a few minutes, the kitchen is a terrible mess, and so are we. We laugh, our sticky bodies hugging one another so tightly and our candied lips meshing perfectly. I twist my fingers with his, looking around the corner a second time to check on Delianna, now sleeping. I pick her up carefully, trying not to wake her or get anything messy on her. I set her down in Jaime's parents' room, closing the door behind her.

"Can we at least shower together?" Jaime asks, kissing me gently. I nod, kissing him back.

"Just don't touch me."

"No promises…" he replies. I smile, kissing him as we walk swiftly to the bathroom, starting a shower. We kiss as we sensually remove each left over article of clothing, touching one another nonchalantly. I step into the shower, pulling Jaime along with me. He follows happily, lightly licking off the sweetness from my body. He kisses, licks, and sucks all down my body, spending a little extra time around my more sensitive chest areas…

He kisses and licks and bites all the way down until he reaches my hardened dick. I gasp as I feel the warmth of his mouth surround me, the scalding hot water loosening all of my muscles. Jaime reaches back up, kissing me roughly. I let him ravage my body, limply standing in his strong, powerful arms… I moan lightly at his touch.

"Jaime…" I mumble, kissing him again.

"Happy anniversary, dear," he whispers, rubbing himself against me. I moan a bit louder, loving the feel of him against me.

"Seven months…" I marvel. He smirks, kissing me for the millionth time. "Seems like seven days…"

"Wonderful, huh?"

"Quite… Are you going to…?"

"No…"

"Why not?"

"I'm more respectable than that, Dominic… If you say no, then I won't… I'll wait until it's absolutely right…"

"You're so amazing…"

"Yeah, well…"

"Oh, don't be so modest…"

"I'm not! You're much more fantastic," he says, kissing me.

"How?"

"Well, you are partially like an alien kid, and your daughter is your literal alien offspring, and you fix stuff with glitter like it's duct tape. How are you not more fantastic?!"

"Shut up and kiss me you moron," I say, smiling and kissing him again. We don't actually shower until the water starts turning cold, forcing us to start a new hot shower in his parents' room. After we finally, actually shower, Jaime and I take Lanie to his bed, both of us kissing her forehead before we leave. I shut the door behind us and turn to Jaime, smiling widely.

"What's with you?" he asks, pulling me close and wrapping his arms around my waist. I loosely wrap mine around his neck again, kissing him gently. He smiles into the kiss.

"Oh, nothing… Just veeeeery happy, that's all…"

"Well, why are you veeeeery happy?" he questions. I roll my eyes.

"'Cause you're holding me, duh."

"Oh, wow, how cute."

"There's no place I'd rather be than here, with you…" I kiss him lightly, looking back at him with an innocent expression. He smiles.

"I don't know how we've managed to keep this relationship from my parents for so long…" he mumbles.

"Neither do we," a voice sounds from behind. Jaime's eyes widen as he turns his head, seeing both of his parents standing in the front doorway. My jaw drops as I let him go immediately and grasp the wall next to me. Jaime watches his parents in fear, his eyes beginning to water.

I walk backwards quickly to Jaime's room, sensing a stare down occurring in the hall. I grab as many of his things as I can and stuff them in my overnight bag grabbing one of his bags and shoving more things from the bathroom in it. I heave the bags over my shoulder, picking up Delianna on the way out. She stirs in my arms, waking easily.

I step quietly out into the hallway, seeing Jaime facing his father, barely a foot away. His father points a stern finger in his face, saying only two words. Two words that shake Jaime to his core.

"Get…out…" A tear falls down Jaime's cheek as he turns and bumps into me. He takes a bag from my shoulder hastily and runs out the front door with Delianna and me. He rushes to his car, searching his pockets.

"Shit!" he whispers, banging his fist against the frame of the car.

"Wait, I think I put a spare somewhere," I say, walking around my bike and looking in the bushes below his bedroom window. I feel the metal and snatch it out of the bush, tossing it to him. "Got your phone and wallet, right?" I ask. He nods. He starts the car quickly, helping me buckle Lanie into a car seat. I toss his stuff into the trunk of his car.

"I'll take my bike home. Just follow close behind," I instruct. He nods, kissing me harshly before stepping back into the car and waiting for me. I look to his kitchen window, seeing the curtain swaying gently, knowing someone was just looking through it. I glare for only a fraction of a second before hopping onto my bike and rushing off down the street, Jaime behind me.