Page 57 of Taking Control


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He’s my soulmate.

My truth.

My dream come true.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Contented bliss

Cal

Waking up alone, I panicked.

Charging down the stairs, I panicked.

Walking into my kitchen, I relaxed.

There she is, stood over the cooker, frying pancakes and wearing my shirt with the radio playing quietly in the background.

I lick my lips at the sight of her, in my home, cooking breakfast, and looking more delicious than the food. Leaning against the doorframe, I watch with a smile on my face as she hums along to the music, looking peaceful and content.

I’ve not seen her this relaxed for a long time, and it’s the best sight in the world.

She shakes her hips from side to side as she places a pancake on the stack that is already on a plate to the side of her, and her hips moving have me walking towards her. She hasn’t noticed me yet, but it doesn’t take me long to wrap my arms around her from behind. For a brief second, I think that I have made a mistake in not announcing that I was here, the last thing I want to do is scare her, but her body relaxes back against mine, putting me at ease.

I move my head down and place my lips beside her ear. “Good morning,” I say quietly before nuzzling against her, planting a light kiss on the side of her neck.

Her head tilts to the side and her hand comes up to the back of my head. “Good morning, handsome,” she purrs before I move my lips against hers and taste her, tightening my arms a little more, needing to feel her as close to me as possible.

“I hope you’re hungry,” she whispers against my lips, ending the kiss too soon.

I let out a groan at the loss of her mouth on mine. “Starving,” I say with my eyes blazing so she doesn’t miss my hidden meaning.

She lets out a soft chuckle and it wakes my dick up. Christ, this woman.

Turning herself round in my arms, she lightly pushes against my chest and wiggles out of my embrace, grabbing the plate of pancakes and carrying them over to the table before sitting down and gesturing for me to sit opposite her.

I take the few strides and pull the chair out, sitting down and feasting my eyes on the array of food before me. Pancakes, bacon, eggs, blueberries, raspberries, toast and syrup, along with a hot pot of coffee.

“I wanted to do something special,” she says with a slight shrug of her shoulders and a blush covering her cheeks.

I move my hand across the table and place it on top of hers before I quickly stand and lean over, placing a light kiss on her lips. “Thank you,” is all I say, and it earns me the cutest grin I’ve ever seen in my life.

“You’re welcome,” she whispers before adding, “Now sit before it all gets too cold to eat.”

“Yes ma’am,” I say playfully, earning another one of those chuckles that I love hearing.

We both sit in silence for a few whilst we fill our plates and start to eat, until Lucy breaks the silence.

“I shouldn’t be this happy,” she says quietly, and fuck if the look on her face doesn’t feel like a sucker-punch to the stomach. “I know what you said to me last night, but I can’t help feeling like something is going to go wrong. I mean, I’m so used to things going wrong and being hurt that I’m almost waiting for the ball to drop.

“And I know that I just came out of the most toxic relationship of my life, but I can’t fight wanting to be with you, Cal, and I need you to know that this isn’t just a reaction to me being free of Michael, this is a reaction to years of hiding my love for you.

“People will think that this is fast and that I am on the rebound, but I’m not, I know that this is in no way a rebound. But I guess… I guess I just worry…” Her voice trails off and I put my fork down, move off of my seat and go to sit beside her.

“Lucy, I know that this is the real deal, and I know that you still have a lot of stuff to work through, but I couldn’t give a fuck what other people think. I know that you love me, and I know that our love goes so much deeper than anything else we’ve ever experienced. We haven’t just jumped into this head first, we’ve been best friends for years and we trust each other implicitly.”

I take her face in my hands, cupping her cheeks, connecting my blue eyes with hers. “You deserve to be happy, and I hope that will always be with me. Don’t overthink it, just be in the moment with me and the rest will come.”