Chapter 5
Sydney's POV
Vaughn obviously made good use of the key. Excuse me, Kendall (man that leaves a sour taste on my tongue) sure made use of the key. (I can't believe he's Kendall's son. He's nothing like him. Sorry, I'm still trying to grasp what I was just told today.)
Soft music is floating around the apartment, I can clearly see several bouquets of daisies everywhere (he remembered that they were my favorite), and I can smell the votive candles that I have in various locations of the apartment. I walk forward surveying the scene. I don't think I've ever seen my apartment as beautiful as it is right now.
A wonderful scent bites at my nostrils, and I know that Vaughn is cooking something. (Yet another thing I didn't know about him.)
"Just sit back and relax. I'll take care of this." He smiles at me, and I obey. I recall the first time that I cooked him dinner. We could have had it hot off the stove, but in the end, we decided to reheat.
"We do have an oven, you know. We can reheat." Little did he know, (or maybe he knew all to well) that reheating had been my plan from the very beginning. (Why else would I have not worn a bra?) I remember feeling his hand on my hand, pulling me into a long, gratifying kiss. I had felt his hand on my side, and the mere contact was making it hard to form a coherent thought.
We had moved back to the bedroom, almost unable to break apart from each other. I had wanted it for so long, and it was finally in reach. Never had I desired anything as much as I had desired what had transpired that night.
We didn't reheat at all that night. Our meal had been enjoyed by Will and Fran…Allison, excuse me, at about 10:00.
We didn't care. We were far to "busy."
I quietly walk up behind Vaughn, as he shuts off the stove. He turns and smiles at me. "Dinner's ready," he says with a smile.
I kiss him. "We do have an oven, you know. We can reheat." (I know, however, that whatever he made won't get reheated in the immediate future.)
As he lays on the bed, clearly ready for the night to start, I make him wait long enough to slip on the engagement ring before I slip everything else off.
…TBC…