First fight
February 13th
Henry was already in bed sleeping soundly. Elizabeth snuck in next to him and placed a soft kiss to his lips before she turned onto her other side. As she stretched her arm to turn off the lamp on the bedside table, she felt Henry stir and turn to spoon her. She smirked as he wrapped his strong arms around her lower waist.
"Hey babe!" he whispered to her ear as he nibbled it.
"I thought you were asleep," Elizabeth remarked quietly.
"Yeah, but you, my gorgeous princess, kissed me awake." His right hand went in search of her breast underneath his T-shirt.
She giggled. "I'm sorry." She grabbed hold of his hand and rested it across her heart. "Go back to sleep, it's late," she whispered.
"I'm not tired, babe." He placed a soft wet kiss to her shoulder.
"Well, I am. And you better be in great shape tomorrow," she sighed knowing it would be difficult to turn him down when he had already lifted up the large T-shirt she'd put on just minutes ago and his kisses were travelling lower and lower down her spine.
"How was the thing?" Henry managed to ask in between his oral escapade down her back.
"It was okay," Elizabeth squirmed as Henry bit her lower back.
"How's this?" he asked seductively as his right hand travelled around the front of her and inside her panties.
"Uh," she arched her back. "That's okay too," she managed to utter before she licked her lips.
Henry pulled her to lie on her back fully. "Let me give you a little preview of what tomorrow will bring," his mouth was on her stomach travelling along her belly button whiled his hands worked to get her panties off her. Holding his reward in his hands, he tossed the silk pair behind him. "Still tired?" he asked with a smirk, noticing how Elizabeth's chest was rising and falling more quickly with each passing second.
She shook her head and laughed as he ducked in between her legs.
"Just make sure I'll still get plenty of sleep, otherwise I won't be able to get through our first Valentine's Day tomorrow."
Henry lifted his head and gave her a broad smile peaking up from between her legs.
"Don't worry, we're not leaving this room tomorrow babe. You can doze off in between," Henry reached up to kiss her fully on the lips.
He hovered over her and was about to deepen their kiss as he noticed the frown on her forehead. "What?" he asked retreating to have a better look of her face. He searched her eyes for answers.
"You do remember we're having dinner with Becky and Tom tomorrow evening, right?" Her hands snuck along his body tracing a lazy pattern across his muscles.
"Wait," Henry thought, "what?"
"I told you, last week."
"No, you didn't."
She put her hands on his shoulders. "Yes I did."
"You didn't, babe," he pecked her lips, "but no worries. You can doze off before we go out and after we get back. After you know." He was back where he wanted to be. "Before I continue with my own meal in a bit. Where exactly are we going?" his mouth was planting soft kisses to the inside of her thighs.
Elizabeth grabbed his head and pulled it upwards so she could look at him.
"Baby, remember we agreed that you'd cook?" Elizabeth asked him. "You know how I'm always bragging about your skills as a chef."
Henry sat up on his knees in between his girlfriend's legs. His left hand was on his knee whereas his right one went through his hair in frustration.
"How exactly should I remember if I didn't even know we would be spending Valentine's with your roommate and her boyfriend in the first place."
"I swear Henry, I told you," Elizabeth was travelling back in her memory.
"When?" he asked.
"Last week."
"When last week?"
"I don't know. Tuesday? You were studying when I came in late and I asked you. You agreed."
"Was that right before we had sex on my desk?"
Elizabeth sat up and put her small hands on Henry's broad shoulders.
"See, you remember." She was about to kiss him but Henry took her hands off his shoulders and moved from between Elizabeth's legs to sit on his side of the bed.
He rubbed his head, obviously annoyed.
"It's okay, Henry, you forget things in the heat of the moment. I get it. It's very cute." She put her hand on his bicep, stroking it.
"It's not. What time will they be here?"
"Five," Elizabeth answered as she put a kiss to his cheek.
Henry fell down on his back. "My God, Lizabeth!"
"What is the big deal? You love to cook."
"Besides the fact that I wanted to spend the entire day with just you tomorrow. I don't even know what I'm going to cook. There's barely any food left in this house, so I'd have to go into town to the supermarket." Henry let out a sigh.
"I'll come with you, I'll help. It'll be fun. Seriously, don't worry!"
"Then there's the fact that they're coming here, which will probably mean they'll be here until the early morning not knowing when it's their cue to leave us alone and we both have to get up early the next day." Henry was starting to fume.
"Are you seriously getting mad about this?"
"I'm sorry; okay. I just can't remember any of what we'd supposedly agreed upon. And I had a whole other idea about how we were going to spend our day tomorrow."
"Well, perhaps you can finish what you started and not worry about tomorrow just yet."
"My mood is over. G'night." Henry turned onto his side leaving Elizabeth wanting and confused.
