A/N: So last week I finished that 9-page paper remember? Well it turns out I have to write another one, 3-4 pages, and it's due on Sunday at midnight, but I didn't want to make you guys wait another week for an update, so here's one. I don't own Instant Star, yadda, yadda, yadda. Hope you all like it. Please review!
Part 12
"Breakfast in bed, huh?" he said with an amused expressed on his face. "I've never had breakfast in bed" he thought to himself. "You know you go into the kitchen, make me something to eat, and come back to bed with the food in tow?" I said sarcastically. "I'm familiar with the concept thanks" he growled. "So, get cracking!" I said with a playful shove. "Spoiled much!" he said. "Someone's got to!" I said. "And you decided that person is me!" he said in a whiney tone. "I could always call Shay or Kwest or perhaps Jaime..." I said evilly."She's bluffing." he thought to himself. "Go ahead then" he taunted. "It's no skin off my back" I said as I threw the covers off of me and went to grab my cell. I flipped it open and began to fake dial. Tommy meanwhile watched me from the bed. "Hi Kwest this is Jude anyway I'm lying here naked in bed thinking of you and I thought the only way this could be better would be if you were here with me serving me breakfast in bed with nothing but a smile..." I said hiding the grin on my face as Tommy jumped off the bed and grabbed the phone from my hand and flipped it closed. "Oh, I'm good." I thought to myself. "You've changed your mind then?" I said sweetly. "The only way I'm making breakfast in bed is if you help me" he said as he placed a hand on the small of my back and gave me a shove. "Two can play this game." he thought to himself.
"Alright , girl, grab me the milk, eggs, bacon, and pancake mix" he said as he grabbed the pan, mixing bowl, and whisk from the cabinet. I placed everything by the stove and hopped on the counter. I watched in fascination as he cracked eggs, mixed, and poured the batter onto the skillet. "J shaped pancakes how thoughtful" I said as I stared over his shoulder. "Didn't anyone tell you it was rude to stare over someone's shoulder?" he admonished. "No" I said as I continued to do so. "Tommy you're so tense" I said as I began to massage his shoulders. He closed his eyes and began to visibly relax as I worked a knot that was in his shoulder. Her touch was firm her hands warm and soft kneading into his skin. "Tommy? Tommy? TOMMY YOU'RE BURNING THE PANCAKE!" I yelled in his ear. "What! Oh, oops, my bad" he said as he scraped the charred pancake and dropped it into the garbage. "God I can't think straight when she's touching me" he thought to himself. "Weren't you paying attention!" I said as I stared forlornly at the burned pancake sitting in the garbage. "Move!" I ordered. He merely sighed and handed me the spatula. I watched as she ladled some pancake mix and poured it into the skillet her brow creased with concentration. "Who is tense now?" I said as I put placed my hands on her back and began to massage and felt her jump a little at the unexpected contact. I could tell she was trying her best to ignore my hands as she continued to pour, flip, and place the pancakes on plates. She grabbed another pan and began to fry the bacon. "Show off" I muttered under my breath. "I heard that you know!" she said as she smacked me with the spatula. I let my hands slip lower down her back, but she continued to ignore me. They slowly snaked their way to her hips and I began to rub slow circles around her hip bones. Her breath caught in her throat, but she continued to ignore my touch as she concentrated on the food. I could see a bead of sweat trickle down her neck. My hands gravitated to the front of her body and rested on her stomach. She leaned back and rested against me and began to rub her body up and down mine. She had impressive self control; I on the other hand did not. It wasn't too long until my friend began to salute and I backed away horrified causing her to stumble on her feet. I placed my hands on her shoulders to steady her and made sure the rest of my body was as far from hers as possible. "If you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen" she said without turning around. I had to take a few deep breaths mixed in with thoughts of jumping into a lake in the middle of winter in the coldest reaches of Canada to get myself under control. "Is breakfast ready?" I growled. "Yes" she said through gritted teeth and shoved the plates towards me. "Good, let's go back to bed..." I said.
