Chapter Six

Obi-Wan wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the fresher. He walked down the hallway and into their bedroom opening the shades with one hand, the other currently trying to keep his towel from falling. Unbeknownst to him Padme was standing in the doorway watching him with a smile on her beautiful face. Just one slip of the finger…she thought, her smile getting bigger.

"You going to stand there all day and watch me, or you going to help your dear husband." Obi-Wan's voice jarred her of her thoughts and she jumped slightly. Padme knew full well what he was up to; he just wanted her over there. It was so tempting…but no! she must stand her ground. She just smirked and leaned against the doorway, watching him still. Obi-Wan turned his head slightly and smiled.

"I'll take that as a no." he said, suddenly moving towards her. "Well…if you're not coming over here, I guess I'll go over there." he said, a grin on his face.

Padme's heart rate accelerated and her brain was simulating many images, wonderful images as he drew closer. Finally, in what seemed like an eternity, he was standing in front of her, looking down at her with those beautiful blue-green eyes, his hair wet, mussed up, yet it made him look even more yummy. Just as his lips grazed her, a timer went off in the oh so distant kitchen. Padme groaned and pulled away from him, her eyes half open, her lips and red, which were ready for that kiss…which would just have to wait.

"The breakfast…" she moaned, leaning her forehead against his chest. Obi-Wan smirked and continued to make little sensuous circles on Padme's neck, with his thumbs, right where he knew she liked it.

"Let Anakin get it, I don't really want food, I'd rather have you…" he growled, nuzzling her neck with his nose and sending a light trail of kisses down it. Padme's limbs had long turned into mush and she was sure that if Obi-Wan wasn't holding her up, she would for sure fall to the floor. She moaned and let herself ride these moments of pleasure. She barely heard what Obi-Wan had said.

"Nooo…he might burn it, or worse, catch something on fire." She moaned, but right now didn't really care what happened to the food…Obi-Wan was doing such wonderful things with his hands.

"I don't care," Obi-Wan said, kissing her on her awaiting lips, "I'm still having you for breakfast…" and he slowly shut the door with his foot, letting the towel drop at the same time, Padme's gasp was the last thing heard as the door shut with a final click.

Anakin stared down at the burnt coffee cake just laying on his plate. He stabbed it with his fork and once again stared at it, as if afraid it would suddenly come alive and talk to him, although...not in a British accent. A frown came upon his face as he sat there, trying to figure out why he thought of an alive talking piece of coffee cake…

Ciana entered the kitchen, her steps noticeably getting slower as she saw Anakin staring down at a.piece of...was that coffee cake? with a fork stabbed through it The look upon his face was hilarious and she wanted to laugh although she didn't, she was afraid that that would break his "trance". She suddenly got an idea and sat down right across the table. Ciana knew he was far too gone, he hadn't noticed anything. She suddenly jumped up and yelled "BOO!" and started laughing hysterically as she memorized the look on his face as he screamed like a girl (sounds like our Ani, Obi-Wan..hehe) and fell to the floor, his chair toppling over and him hitting his head on the wall.

She laughed even harder as he struggled to get up, his face two different colors. The left side of his was a shade of red and his bruised side was a purple color and his eyes a stormy blue.

"CIANA!" he managed to bellow out, but before he could reach over there and strangle her, there was a knock at the front door. They stared at each other in the eerily quiet kitchen as another knock rang throughout the apartment.

"I'll get it!" they yelled in unison as they both ran for the door, knocking each other out of the path. Ciana shoved Anakin into the wall and finally reached the door. She opened it and when she saw who it was, all the blood drained from her face, her whole body became numb. She didn't eve notice when Anakin stood by her, putting a hand on her arm.

"Hello, Ciana darling…" a raspy voice said.

"Dad?..."