Ember
My stomach growled and I giggled. I had forgotten I had not yet eaten after this morning. He laughed too.
” Someone sounds hungry,” he joked, kissing my head before hopping off the bed.
“Ravenous”, I told him, smiling.
“For just food?” he asked, putting on his shorts.
” Maybe. Maybe something else”, I half joked with him. He came to me and kissed me.
“After you eat something first. I’m hungry too, and the fellas will be home soon. Wanna join me in the kitchen?’, he asked. I smiled. He knew I would never turn down cooking a meal.
” Of course. Take a shower with me first”, I asked him. I was feeling dirty in a good way, but still wanted to shower. Today has been a long one.
“Sure thing. Go ahead of me. I’ll join you in a moment”, he said. I hopped into the shower, feeling the warm water falling over me. I was sore, but not as much as earlier. My mood was happy, and I knew all of my mates felt it in the bond. I let the day wash away and Seth joined me. His eyes trailed over the soap suds running over my curvy body, before he forced himself to turn around. I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my naked body into his back.
“What’s wrong?” I asked him.
” Nothing, ” he said, grabbing his old spice body wash and pouring some on his poof.
“Tell me”, I asked him. He started washing himself.
” It’s stupid, trust me,” he said. I turned him back around to me.
“Nothing that concerns you would ever be stupid to me. Tell me”, I told him. His hazel eyes bore into mine.
” I know we were in the middle of making love when I said I loved you, and you said it back. I was just thinking about it. I am sure it was just sex talking for you, but I meant it, and I’m wondering if I should not have said it yet”, he explained. He indeed looked worried about this. I pulled him down to me for a kiss that left us breathless after.
” Seth, it was not us having sex that made me say it back. I have been through a lot of shit, and I don’t say things I do not mean. When I told you I loved you, I meant it. Don’t ever doubt me”, I told him. He held my eye contact until he was sure I was telling the truth and he finally realized it. He smiled and pulled me close, rinsing the soap from behind me with my side of the water.
“When did you change my view on you, Ember Maze”, he said, kissing my forehead before pulling back to finish washing himself.
” No clue. I guess I just have that effect”, I joked. He laughed out loud. A sound I would die to hear over and over again. He washed my hair, and I washed him. We got out of the shower and dried off and he handed me a white t-shirt that covered my ass and some black booty short undies I owned. I smelled the T-shirt. His scent was all over it. I could get used to this. We went down to the kitchen, and he handed me a black kiss the cook apron. I thought it was hilarious.
“Really Seth” I questioned, raising an eyebrow. He smiled.
“What. You look super cute in it” he said. I rolled my eyes at the cheesiness,
“What are we preparing today, chef?”, I questioned. The fridge was every chef’s dream, and the cabinets were filled with everything I could ever need for a meal.
” Not sure. What do you have a taste for?” He asked me, as I was washing my hands in the sink. He did the same.
” Wanna go Italian tonight? Tuscan Chicken?” I asked.
“Tuscan Chicken it is”, he said. I put on some music from my phone and connected it to the speaker in the kitchen. I took out the frozen chicken breasts, set them on the thawing pan we had. While it was thawing, Seth made an Alfredo sauce. I combined it with sun dried tomatoes and minced some garlic. Seth shredded some cheese, and I mixed in some Italian seasoning. Once the meat was thawed, we cleaned the meat and seasoned it together before getting a pan and frying it until browned on both sides. I coated the chicken in the sauce we made while Seth added some spinach to the pot. We let it finish cooking and Seth made some homemade rolls.
He booped my nose, making flour spread on it, and I laughed. He washed his hands while I put on a pot of angel hair pasta. Seth took a seat on a stool and watched me swing my hips around to the song “Hold My Heart” by Lindsey Stirling and ZZ Ward. The music engulfed me as I finished everything, and I lost myself in the music. I knew Seth was watching me and I turned around moving my hips while he followed every motion. I winked and turned back to the stove, watching the water get hot before I added a pinch of salt, some butter, and then the pasta. I was so lost in the music that I had yet to smell Carter, Damien, and Jordan coming into the kitchen.
The song had changed to “Jailbreak” by Awolnation, and I allowed the beat to engulf me, closing my eyes, throwing my eyes back, and dancing to the beat while singing along. When I opened my eyes, I had turned around only to be startled by all four of my mates with hungry eyes trailing over my body.
“Shit” I said, startled and stepping back. The oven went off for the rolls. Seth laughed and got up from his seat, coming over to take the rolls out of the coven.
“Hello to you”, Carter said, looking at my apron.
” I told you she would wear it. You owe me a thousand”, Seth said to Carter. I widened my eyes. They had bet on me.
” You both suck”, I said to them, taking my apron off. Carter walked up to me, wiping the flour from my nose and kissed it.
“Take it back”, he warned playfully. I crossed my arms and stuck my tongue out.
“Nope”, I said to him.
” Jordan, did you hear that? She just said no. We can’t have that now, can we”, Carter said, looking at me with a smirk. Jordan had the same look on his face.
“I think not, brother. Shall we show her what happens when she says no”, Jordan said. I backed away slowly. What were they planning?
“I think so”, Carter said, and before I could do anything, they ascended on me, tickling me.
“Stop. Stop. Please. Stop”, I laughed hard. I was very ticklish.
” You’re gonna take it back,” Jordan said, tickling my sides.
“Yes. Yes, Fuck. Yes, I will. I will take it back”, I told them through small breaths.
” Don’t believe you”, Seth said, sneaking up and joining in. It was a full-on tick fest.
“Stop. Stop. Damien. Help” I screamed out in my tickled state. It was a lot. I looked at Damien and realized what I had said as he looked at me. He didn’t have a scowl, more like an eyebrow-raised type of look. He was definitely not coming to help. I was not sure if he was enjoying the sight or just wanted me to slowly suffer.
“I’m sorry. I’m SORRY”, I yelled, laughing. They stopped, laughing as well.
“I think we believe you now,” Jordan said, landing a kiss on my cheek.
“Yea yea yea. Go sit down. We will bring your plates”, I told them. Seth fixed the drinks, and I made the dishes. Carter and Jordan sat down at the kitchen table, but Damien went upstairs. I could only assume it was in his room. I looked at Seth, who handed me two plates.
“On the roof”, Seth said to me. I smiled and kissed him before taking the plates from him.