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puckandpie) wrote2017-04-10 06:50 pm
puckandpie) wrote2017-04-10 06:50 pm
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breakfast in bed
It's the second day of Barton's Spring Break and, while I definitely have more than a few projects and papers to keep me busy -- not to mention a couple extra shifts at Semele's to keep up on the special orders -- I also have a few extra hours every day to spend with Jack. And I'm taking full advantage. Jack and the pups have been spending most of their time over in my apartment since Friday night, hanging around while I cook and bake and revel in wasting time and, I have to admit, I'm loving every minute of it. In fact, I woke up this morning with Jack snoring quietly in my ear, Macha pinning my feet down, and Elvis curled against my head and I don't think I've been so happy.
Pulling myself out of that quiet little haven takes some doing, but once I've emptied my bladder, I find the kitchen calling and, thirty minutes later, I've whipped up some french toast, scrambled eggs, and bacon. Finding a bottle of champagne stashed away in my meager little liquor cabinet, I pour two mimosas and carefully carry the bounty back to the bedroom on a tray I'd had the foresight to buy on sale right after Christmas.
"Rise and shine," I call out just as I step into the bedroom, knocking my foot against the doorjamb to try to get Jack's attention.
Of course, it's Shannon and Macha's attentions I mostly get, both of them hopping right off the bed, tails wagging as they bump into my legs. "Hey now, you two wait your turns. If you're good, you might get some bacon but you best go lie down for now."
Pulling myself out of that quiet little haven takes some doing, but once I've emptied my bladder, I find the kitchen calling and, thirty minutes later, I've whipped up some french toast, scrambled eggs, and bacon. Finding a bottle of champagne stashed away in my meager little liquor cabinet, I pour two mimosas and carefully carry the bounty back to the bedroom on a tray I'd had the foresight to buy on sale right after Christmas.
"Rise and shine," I call out just as I step into the bedroom, knocking my foot against the doorjamb to try to get Jack's attention.
Of course, it's Shannon and Macha's attentions I mostly get, both of them hopping right off the bed, tails wagging as they bump into my legs. "Hey now, you two wait your turns. If you're good, you might get some bacon but you best go lie down for now."
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"I know how you feel," I assure him as I put my hand over his on my leg, squeezing his smaller hand with my own. "I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been here when I got here. I don't even want to think about it."
It's actually terrifying, and I feel my chest squeeze tightly as I suck in a breath. Looking over at him, I take piece of bacon and hold it up to his mouth. "Here, eat your protein."
Maybe it's me being selfish again, trying to change the subject, but I don't want to imagine my life without Bits. Not on such a wonderful morning when everything seems so perfect. I just want to be with him, to exist in this moment for as long as we can.
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Well. No. No, I just really don't want to think about it.
Letting out a breath then, I take a small bite of the bacon and try for a smile. "Sometimes it kinda feels meant to be, doesn't it?" I ask, tipping my head to look over at him. "I mean, this isn't at all how I ever coulda imagined things bein', but it's just... I don't know. This place isn't always awful and as long as you're around, I feel like it's not too bad at all. You think that's weird?"