New Beginnings
Emily awoke as the sunlight splashed across her face and a very warm blanket wrapped around her slender form. Her brow furrowed and her eyes clamped tighter shut as she tried to figure out just what was different about that morning than the rest. It his her like a ton of bricks when her ex-husband let out a soft groan before tightening his grasp around her and burying his face in her neck. "Good morning," he muttered, taking in her sweet scent.
"Mmm…. Yes, it is," Em replied, her lips tugging upward into a grin. Memories of the night before flashed before her mind's eye and her grin broadened. "What time is it?" Usually, Emily was up by eight and in her office by ten, but she had a very strong feeling that she would be calling in to the Dean to request a few weeks' sabbatical.
Patrick twisted his head around to see the clock on his wife's bed-side table and squinted to see the time. "Nine-fifteen," he replied softly before returning his head to the crook of his lover's neck. "Much too early to be awake."
The woman chuckled throatily before snuggling closer to the man she had shared her bed with. "Not for me," she breathed, gently nipping at his ear, (she knew it was one of his most sensitive spots), before sliding out of his embrace and slipping her robe onto her body. "I need to call Dean Johnson and request time off."
Her words made Pat's body lax and a frown form on his face. Emma shifted so she was sitting next to him and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. "Don't worry. I've been meaning to take a month or so off anyway. I've got two classes a day, five days a week, and honestly, it's becoming a bit too much for this old broad to handle." A squeal of delight left her rosy lips as Patrick's arms quickly wrapped around her and tugged her down on the bed. "I'll have you know," he began, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "That you most certainly are not an old broad."
His lips met hers between words and grins formed on both of their mouths. "You are a fantastic, intelligent, beautiful woman who happens to be mine." Pat chuckled and let his nose rub against his lover's for a moment before releasing her and helping her sit up. "Now," he muttered, gingerly pressing kisses to her neck before standing with her. "Go call the Dean and request a wonderfully long two months off."
"Patrick Henry Gates!" she gasped, appalled at the amount of time he wanted her to take off.
"What?" His grin matched the mischievous glint in his eyes. "You said you've had an insane work load, and I'm sure there are several wonderful professors that can cover your classes until you feel like returning."
Emily simply shook her head and made her way to the living room where she made the call to the Dean's office. The conversation went smoothly and easily, and, much to Dean Johnson and Emily's delight, the head of the university granted the over-worked professor the requested two months sabbatical.
The smell of pancakes, bacon and eggs filled Patrick's nostrils and he stirred from his slumber for a second time that day. His eyes flickered open and he was surprised to see his lover standing by the bed with a tray laden with enough food for the both of them. "Seems you dozed off after I called the Dean," she muttered, setting the tray down beside his legs before moving to sit on the opposite side of the bed. "So, I decided breakfast would be a good idea."
"A wonderful idea," Pat said, letting his eyes close as he inhaled the spectacular blend of smells that were coming from the tray of food next to him. "I can't remember the last time we had breakfast in bed."
Emily shook her head and pressed her finger against his lips. "Don't try to," she whispered. "Only think about how you're cooking breakfast tomorrow." They both shared a soft bout of laughter before settling against each other. Patrick filled one of the forks on the tray with eggs before holding it before Emma's lips, grinning when she gladly let him feed her.
Their breakfast disappeared after half an hour of gentle kisses and hand feeding the other, and they lay together on the bed after setting the tray on the floor, sharing sweet kisses and soft caresses. It was most certainly the best morning they both had, had in a very, very long time.
Author's Note: Shazaam! Hehh… Anyhoo, thanks for the reviews hollywoodgal, Sandpiper and Eva Gabor is Awesome. They're much appreciated . Gimme some more -lol- and I shall give you more story.