I leaned over and softly kissed Jamie on the cheek before I rolled out of bed. She didn't even stir as left the room. She was probably tired from the past week of work. She had been very busy this week getting the catalog ready for the spring issue that was due out early next month. I turned and looked at her one last time before leaving the room and heading for the thermostat.
It sure didn't feel like spring was just around the corner. It was quite cold here this morning in Paris. The weather didn't usually stay this cold but for some reason it was. A light snow had fallen last night and covered everything a dusty white this morning. I knew by noon it would warm to about fifty degrees and it would all melt away.
I turned the temperature up and rubbed my hands together before I went to the kitchen. I found my beany cap on the bar top where I had left it last night so I pulled it over my head. I probably should have put a shirt on over my bare chest but my sweat pants and cooking over the hot stove would keep me warm.
It had been like this every morning since we had gotten here. I got up early and worked out before coming back to cook Jamie breakfast before she went to the office. I slept in a little this morning since it was too cold for me to go jogging around anyway. I would wait until the afternoon before I ventured out and braved the crowds.
I pulled the bacon and eggs from the fridge and placed them on the counter. I cracked open a few and scrambled them in a bowl before placing the bacon in the pan to get that started. I worked to get the coffee started as I tended to the bacon so it wouldn't burn. I found the pastry from yesterday and pulled it from the box to take a bite. I set it down and turned the bacon before dumping the eggs into the pan to cook them. I turned around and got a cup for my coffee.
"Hey baby," I smiled as Jamie wandered out into the living room.
"Morning baby," she smiled. "Thank you for cooking again."
"I make a good house husband don't I?" I teased.
"Yeah," she smiled. "You will make some lucky girl happy one day."
I smile at her as she sat down at the bar stool and waited for me to finish.
"You could have woken me up and I could have cooked," she offered.
"I kissed you good morning but you didn't move. I thought I would let you sleep in."
"I need it," she smiled. "I've been so busy this week. Sorry I'm not my normal self."
"Don't worry about it baby," I smiled. "Once this week is over we can take a break and get out of the here."
"I can't wait," she cheered. "I'm actually getting tired of Paris. Carrie needs to send me someplace else besides here."
"Isn't that the truth," I chuckled.
I rounded the bar top to where she was sitting in her chair. I leaned down with her coffee in my hand and set in on the bar top next to her. I turned to her and placed a gentle kiss on her mouth as she smiled at me. She giggled softly into my tender kiss and returned the favor in that loving way she had always done. I pulled back after a couple more and looked at her smile. Her white teeth showed brightly behind those big lips I loved to kiss so much. She pawed my face and pulled me in for one more before I stepped back and headed for the stove again.
I flipped the bacon again and glanced her way as she pushed herself from the seat. She headed towards the big window in the apartment to pull the curtain open. Her long sleeved shirt hung about mid-thigh and kept my attention now as she reached the curtain and gave it a pull. The morning sunlight flooded the room brightly as she looked out the window.
"The snow is still hanging in there," she noted as she started to stretch.
"Great," I said sarcastically. "My favorite thing."
She laughed softly as I looked her over again. The shirt was pulled high up on her legs and showed the soft creases of her butt cheeks on her legs as she stretched her arms above her head.
"It won't be so bad," she offered as she turned and held her pose.
She caught me in a dead stare as the shirt remained high on her legs and showed me the soft line of her cunny. She held her pose a little longer in her teasing way before she brought her hands down to the hem and pulled it to cover her puss.
I wanted her already. I had wanted her since last night but we ended up working on the catalog instead and were too tired by the time we went to bed. I never let that bother me though. It wasn't just about the sex with her. It was just being here with her and spending time with her. That's what really mattered to me. A couple of months from now I would be focused on football and she would be out on her own again doing her job.
She walked slowly across the floor back towards her seat again. She slightly slid across the floor in her socks was more like it. Like she was ice skating across the wood floor until she reached her seat. She leaned over the bar top and pulled her hair from her loose bun to retie it. If only I was on the other side of the counter. I moved over to my left a little and caught her butt as it reflected in the mirror.
She slipped into her seat again once she was done and satisfied that her hair was ok. I winked at her before I refocused on the eggs and stirred them again. Then I found the blender and dumped a scoop full of protein in with some milk. I pressed it on and let it mix before stopping it and pulling it off.
