The next morning, CB cooks breakfast for Lainey and more fluff ensues.

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So I was pleasantly surprised by this past week's episode and how it was handled. I'm so stoked for the rest of the season now! Anyway, this is the final (maybe) chapter of this fic. Enjoy!

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"Lying here with you

Listening to the rain

Smiling just to see the smile upon your face

These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive

These are the moments I'll remember all my life

I found all I've waited for

And I could not ask for more."

~ Edwin McCain, "I Could Not Ask for More" (1999)

CB woke that next morning and sighed contentedly. A satisfied grin stretched widely across his face. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and felt the covers beside him, already missing the feel of her skin against his. He laughed out loud when his eyes fell upon her slumbering head, her face squished at an awkward angle into the pillow. Her mouth hung wide open and her snores nearly rattled the bed, but she was still the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen… and she probably would have died from embarrassment knowing he'd seen her in that no-so-flattering position.

Last night was the best night of CB's life, and Lainey had been amazing. The way she moved as she made love to him on the loveseat was still foremost in his mind. The way she held his hand and kissed his lips and whispered how much she loved him. How sweet and caring she was when it ended too soon - much too soon for his liking, but that was to be expected. They both burst into laughter after that. The next time would be better - and longer - she assured him. He didn't think it could ever get any better than that.

Afterward, Lainey suggested they take a shower together, and CB was more than happy to oblige her. He lovingly washed her hair, and she did the same for him in turn, but before long, they couldn't keep their hands off each other. An unsuccessful attempt at shower sex ended up with a torn shower curtain and several bumps and bruises when they lost balance, stumbling out the tub onto the bathroom floor. They soon forgot about it, though. After a few seconds of uncontrollable laughter, CB pulled her to him and took his precious time with her, making her scream out in pleasure until she collapsed weakly against the tiled floor.

They finally managed to dry off and find Lainey's bedroom before the inevitable third round commenced. And minutes after it was over, Lainey fell fast asleep. CB sweetly kissed her cheek and nestled her into his arms before letting the lull of sleep consume him as well. The best night of his life indeed…

CB leaned forward and placed a lingering kiss on her bare shoulder. He climbed out of the bed, careful not to wake her. He pulled on his plaid boxers, not bothering with a shirt, frankly because he couldn't find one, and made his way to the kitchen. He soon stumbled upon the forgotten vase of carnations and placed them on the counter. The power those little red flowers had held; he'd had no clue his sweet gesture would lead to all of this when he bought them.

CB put on a pot of coffee and, gathering up the necessary ingredients from her cupboards, began making her pancakes for breakfast.

"Hey, you." Lainey yawned loudly, walking into the kitchen. She came up behind him and embraced him as he worked over her breakfast.

"Hey, yourself," CB said, smiling wider than his face could possibly ever allow. He turned his head to place a soft kiss to her forehead before flipping over her pancake.

"You're cooking me pancakes?" She grinned from ear to ear and peered over his shoulder. "And they're heart-shaped? Aww, you are so flippin' sweet, Charlie Brown!"

"The sweetest," CB mused and made a goofy face at her. "Anyway, it was the least I could do in return for last night."

"The pleasure was all mine," Lainey said with a slight giggle, the blatant irony in her tone, and nuzzled her face into the soft planes of his back.

CB turned around, pulling her into his arms. He noticed she'd found his undershirt, and the way she looked in it - and only it - sent his mind careening into overdrive. He briefly wondered if he'd ever stop wanting her that way from now on.

"You're wearing my shirt, Lainey Lewis," he teased, brushing his lips against the exposed skin of her neck. He pressed a kiss to her pulse point. "I think you're developing a habit of stealing my clothes."

"Well, you see this pocket here on the front?" She gave him a seductive look, biting her lower lip, and fingered the pocket on her chest.

"Mmhmm." Stars, she was so sexy when she did that.

"It's the perfect spot for your V-card."

He chuckled. "Is that so?"

"Yes, Mr. Brown, and it belongs to me now," Lainey whispered in his ear as she palmed the front of his boxers.

"Fuck, Lewis." CB's entire body shuddered. He wasted no time hoisting her onto the counter, settling himself in between her thighs.

"All that I have is yours," he tenderly confessed, looking into her eyes.

"And I'm all yours." Lainey smiled and ran her hands over the curves of his chest.

Growling, CB cravingly devoured her lips, and their bodies began moving together, her legs fastened behind his back. Their moans soon echoed off the kitchen walls, quickly coming to a crescendo… only to be drowned out seconds later by the smoke detector.

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It has been a joy to write this one shot, which soon turned into a three shot. Some part of me still wants to continue it, but we'll see! Thank you to AnnieNadir for the idea! Please let me know what you thought. Thanks as always for reading! And btw, I got some other fic ideas in the works, so keep a look out if you're interested. 😉 ~ Dazzy xxoo