"Morning." – I said, coming closer to Renata. We were on the kitchen.
I woke up alone this morning. It was eight o'clock. Yesterday was crazy with all the things about the party and also Renata's nightmare. We didn't sleep the way we were supposed to.
I found a Renata preparing something on the counter. Her hair has never been so messier. She was only wearing white panties and a big blouse, large and also white. Her blouse was sleeveless and it was cut until the middle of her side. She wasn't wearing any bra so… Well, it was a little transparent and it was possible to see the sides of her boobs.
We weren't even married and she was walking like this at home already? I found it funny the way she was so confident and relaxed about herself.
I kissed her cheek. She had dark circles.
"Good morning." – She gave me a little smile.
I hugged her from behind and putted my hands above hers, taking hers away from the counter.
"What are you doing, sexy lady?" – I asked.
I gave her goose bumps.
"Making our breakfast." – She answered. – "Are you going to call for services today?"
"It's Sunday, babe." – I kissed her shoulder.
"But my house is a mess." – She made her sad face.
She looked like a lost puppy.
"I can clean the house. It's ok. Tomorrow the maid can only do the hardworking part."
She looked at me.
"I'm tired today. I'm sorry."
I took a lock of hair from her face.
"You look sad." – I observed.
"I…" – She sighed. – "I guess I'm gonna have to take pills for sleeping again."
"Did you use to take pills for sleeping? But babe, it was just a nightmare."
"No, it wasn't. Trust me. I have to buy it. I'm ok." – She gave me a weak smile, kissing my lips.
We had breakfast, not talking much.
I cleaned the house and Renata stayed inside, planning her classes. I had to correct a few tests too, but no rush.
We went out for lunch and after the lunch we went to the mall.
We were holding hands and when we walked next to a mirror I stopped and looked at us.
"Do you think we make a good couple?" – I asked.
She only smiled. I know the answer.
"You're so short."
"And you're so tall."
She hugged me, kissing my temple.
"Baby."
"No!" – I laughed.
"You are. And I love you and this cute nickname. Don't complain."
"I'm gonna call you giant. How does it feel for you?"
"Giant? It feels like a monster, maybe." – She curved her lips down a little bit.
"Oh, come here. Not giant." – I kissed her lips, holding her face.
She was smiling so big!
"You're so beautiful when smiling, Renata. Look." – I made her look at the mirror.
"I'm not."
"You are gorgeous."
"I'm old."
"I love the old ones." – I winked at her.
"Nasty." – She laughed.
"And you're not old. You're hot. Pretty hot. And young. I don't know what you're talking about." – I left the place, walking in the direction of the entrance.
"Come here! Im hot, then?" – She grabbed me by my arm.
"Of course. Since the first day I thought you were the hottest woman I've ever seen."
"I guess you haven't seen many women in your life, then." – She rested her hands on my shoulders.
"No, I'm serious."
"So am I!" – Renata was smiling. She knew I was serious. I guess her ego was just enormous right now.
I looked deep in her eyes.
"When I first saw you you couldn't keep my eyes off of you. And I didn't even know your name! And I found you very hot. Different from the girls from the covers on the magazines. My type. My hot type. So yes, you are really hot. The hottest." – I was embarrassed.
Renata didn't know what to say. Neither did I.
So we just went back to the car and stayed quiet for a while.
"Im even hot when wearing band t-shirts and messy buns?" – She asked.
"Even hotter, actually."
She just smiled.
"Ok, then… Well, I have a few things to say to you. And show."
