I awoke to the small of cake and something else. It felt like I'd been sleep for hours. I looked around to se Tommy behind the counter, shirtless as usual. Since we'd been back together I'd rarely seen him wear a shirt in the house. I looked at around and my gaze met his.
"Finally, sleepyhead"
"How long have I been out?"
"About three hours"
"Oh, what are you baking?"
"A cake"
"Oh"
"I ordered you some Chinese food, just in case you got hungry"
"You are a god"
"I know"
I walked, well tripped over to the table, where my food awaited me. All the way there Tommy, laughed at me. Once I sat in the table he leaned on the counter across from me.
"What am I going to do to you?"
"Kiss me"
Which he did, it was meant to be a short kiss, but I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer to me. He caught on to my mood automatically, or maybe he was feeling the same way as me.
If it was up to me I'd spend most of time kissing Tommy. There was nothing I'd experienced in my life that compared to the way his lips moved with mines. His fingers braided themselves in my hair, securing my face to his. I pulled him clcoser to me.
He pulled away with a huge smile on his face.
"Cake"
"Yeah"
I took my food off the table and went to sit on the couch. I turned and the TV and started watching the tabloids. To this day I don't know why I put myself through it.
"Hey Tommy, they say I'm pregnant with your love child, and I'm forcing you to marry me"
"Are you"
"No, but trust me if I was you'd be the first to know"
"Well thank you"
After I ate my Chinese, Tommy came over with a huge piece of cake and 2 forks. I gently dug my fork into the cake and once I bit I felt like I was in heaven. I missed Tommy's cooking so much since he'd been gone.