I was awakened by Andy slipping my reading glasses off my face sometime later that night. I was trying to stay awake by reading my worn down copy of Pride and Prejudice in bed, but somewhere during Wickham and Lydia running off together I fell asleep. My eyes fluttered open and I realized he was sitting on the edge of the bed next to me. I looked up at his charming smile, and started smiling myself. I reached up and ran my fingers through the front of his hair, "How was the party?" I asked quietly.
He nodded before speaking, "It was good…until we discovered that Creed was living in a closet in the office and got arrested." He smirked, and I could tell he was re-living the moment. "Wow, sounds exciting." I sat up and put my book on the nightstand beside me. "I missed you," Andy said, and leaned forward and kissed me, which quickly escalated into a steamy make out session. My fingers made quick work of unraveling his bowtie and undoing the first couple of buttons of his blue shirt.
His lips found my neck and I gasped quietly as he found that one spot that awakens me.
I reached out awkwardly for the lamp and switched it off…
Sunlight pored through my curtains the next morning as I woke up, a smile already fixed on my face. I stretched out lazily only to realize that I was the only one in bed. Looking at my alarm clock, it read a quarter after eight. The smell of bacon reached my nose and I wanted to cry on the spot- Andy was cooking breakfast downstairs.
I slipped on a pair of black leggings and one of my comfy school district shirts before doing my morning business. Padding downstairs quietly, I could hear him singing to himself. I did enjoy his voice a lot. He told me he could play banjo and guitar, too.
I could do none of these things, which made him all the more appealing.
His back was to me, flipping bacon in the skillet. I sat on a stool at the counter and cutely watched him work. "Hey I was just getting ready to wake you." He glanced at me with his charming smile.
"You didn't have to do all this," I replied, gesturing at the plates of eggs and pancakes. He turned off the stove before plating the crispy bacon. "I know, but I wanted to." He winked and then poured me a cup of coffee. "I'm going to have to start buying this brand, it's so much better than mine." He commented to himself before refilling his mug.
We sat at the dining table and tucked into our meal, which tasted amazing and definitely earned him brownie points. "Andy this is so good, thank you. Nobody's made me breakfast since I lived at home."
The thought of my parents made my heart twinge sadly, I missed them so much.
He reached out and squeezed my hand, "I couldn't imagine losing both of my parents in the same year. That must have been so hard for you." I nodded and took another drink of coffee before speaking, "It was. At least I had my sister to lean on."
I didn't want to start the day with that drab of a conversation, so I changed the topic, "So when do you have to head back home?" He shrugged a shoulder while munching on a piece of bacon, "Sometime this evening. Why?"
"Just preparing the inevitable I suppose."
He let out a breath, "Well, let's make today all about us. Finish up, and we can get started." I could see the wheels in his head turning as he started to eat quicker.
I was getting full, but my appetite was growing for something different. "I should probably hop in the shower, I've suddenly become…" I put a little maple syrup on my finger and suggestively sucked it off.
"…sticky."
Winking in his direction, I got up as his jaw dropped slightly and slowly made my way to the stairs. When I reached the landing I heard his dining chair scrape back and his running footsteps in my direction.
I giggled and ran up the stairs as he chased me from behind.
I reached the bathroom first and tried to shut him out but Andy squeezed his way in through the gap in the door. He grinned, pulling me into his arms and kissing me hotly. He picked me up by the back of my thighs surprisingly and sat me on the bathroom counter and settled himself between my legs. He wasted no time slipping my t-shirt over my head, his lips finding my left breast.
"Oh Andy…" I sighed, my fingers moving through his hair and encouraging him further. I still couldn't believe how skilled he was. My head was resting against the cool glass of the mirror as his lips traveled further south. He grabbed the waistband of my leggings and began slipping them down, I lifted my hips up to give him better access.
I heard them fall to the floor and watched him get down on his knees and wrap his arms around my legs. Andy began to kiss the inside of my thighs, teasingly avoiding a certain spot. "You're such a tease," I sighed. I heard him chuckle and felt his smile against my sensitive skin. In response, his hot mouth found the apex of my thighs and I moaned loudly.
My eyes were shut so tightly from pleasure I was seeing stars.
"Did we actually shower?" Andy asked an hour later as we lounged on the couch. I giggled, "I don't remember. We did other things in the shower, I definitely remember that." I moved my head from its position on his leg so that I could look at him, grinning.
He gave me a shy smile and stroked his thumb against my cheek. My eyes fluttered closed at the feeling and a wave of peace came over me.
Andy's phone rang from the coffee table so I reached out to grab it for him, trying not to be rude and look at the screen.
He swiped the screen and put the phone to his ear, "Hey Tuna what's up?"
I looked up at him in confusion. Tuna? I mouthed, and only earned a grin and a wink.
"Let me clear it with the lady, hold on." He put the phone against his shoulder, "Jim and Pam want to know if we want to go to lunch with them at one."
I nodded, grinning. For the brief time I met them, I really like them.
Andy got back on the phone and finalized plans to meet at Cooper's. "So what should we do to kill a couple of hours?" He asked.
"Well, I could use some new clothing items. Shall we jaunt to the Viewmont Mall? You don't have to go if you don't feel like it."
He shrugged a shoulder, "Doesn't hurt me any. I could use a new shirt to wear for today anyway."
I stood at the back of the short line at Express with a couple of pairs of shorts, a few button down shirts, and a brown pair of gladiator sandals that were discounted. I watched Andy try to decide between two checkered shirts in the men's section- one in blue and white, and the other in red and white. I couldn't help but smirk, he looked cute when he was trying to make up his mind.
He looked up at me and I blushed slightly at being caught staring at him. He mouthed for me to help him decide on one. He held the red one against himself and I bit my lip- it didn't seem like him. I shook my head and he then moved the blue shirt against him. It went perfectly with his chestnut brown hair and I nodded with a thumb's up. He nodded in my decision and put the red one back on the sales rack before joining me in the back of the line.
"I picked the red since it's Cornell colors, but if you think the blue looks better…" he dragged his sentence, teasing me.
"As a matter of fact, I do." I replied, moving up to the next spot in line.
Andy glanced at his watch, "We'll have just enough time to get back to the house and get ready."
"Perfect," I smiled up at him.
"Like you." He added, leaning down and kissing my temple.
Inside, I melted. "You just earned yourself an Orange Julius, buddy." I winked, poking my tongue out through my teeth.
"Yes." He replied with his eyes closed, closing resembling Napoleon Dynamite with the way he drew his fist in.
I giggled, and noticed that the person checking out in front me was taking her bag and leaving. I walked up and deposited my items on the counter top, exchanging the normal niceties with the clerk.
"Your total comes to $118.90." She said as she bagged my clothes.
A cold chill ran down my back, and I was reminded of why I didn't shop at the mall. I pulled my Visa from my wallet and ran it through the machine. "I'll just need to see your ID while you sign." The clerk stated, and I handed over my driver's license before scribbling a semblance of my signature on the credit card screen.
"Oh, Happy Birthday tomorrow." The clerk grinned as she handed it back. Shit is it tomorrow?
I smiled politely, "Thank you." "Wait, tomorrow's your birthday?" Andy asked from behind me, looking up from his phone. "Yep," I replied, shoving my wallet back into my purse. He wore a surprised look on his face when I looked over my shoulder at him, "How come you didn't say anything about it?"
The clerk put my receipt in my bag and handed it over, and I politely thanked her before taking it and scooting to the side so Andy could buy his shirt.
I shrugged before speaking, "I don't know, it doesn't matter really, you're not even going to be in town."
He exhaled through his nose and didn't say anything more until we were walking out of the store to the parking lot.
"Look, birthday's just aren't a big deal to me anymore. My parents were the ones who did special things for me and my sister. And she lives in Tulsa, so I only get a phone call from her if she happens to remember."
He was still eerily silent when we reached his car. He popped the trunk and put his bag in before politely taking mine and doing the same. Closing the trunk, he turned and grabbed my face in his hands, putting his lips against mine. After a few seconds he pulled back slowly, looking me straight in the eyes, "I don't want you to ever have to go through that again. You shouldn't deserve to feel like your special day doesn't matter. Because there are times where I have felt like I don't matter, and it's the worst feeling in the world. And Kate, you matter a lot to me."
I could feel tears springing behind my eyes, damn did that guy know how to make a speech.
"God I'm so glad Dwight's weird cousin picked Kevin's bar that night." I mumbled, hugging Andy around his middle and placing my head against his chest. I felt him kiss the top of my head, "Me too." He whispered.
