I wake up to warm kisses being graced on my forehead and scaling down my neck. His lips were soft against my bare skin and his hands raked my body. His head dove deeper into my stomach as I pulled his wandering face above me and his head full of hair fell perfectly onto his forehead.

"Good Morning, my love", his fingers traced my ear, as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. His eyes wandered to my lips, asking him silently to kiss me. I loved waking up to him. I pulled his face onto mine, as I embraced his soft lips and his soft tongue wanting more of my half-cracked mouth. I opened my mouth wider as he whispered 'thank you' on my lips as he kissed my lips and I couldn't get enough of this, and I know what this kiss was leading too, the moment when I would give in to his sexual ways.

"Good morning", he sat upon the bed as his eyes racked my body, his signature smell followed me as he took me in and he gave me a light hug. He inhaled my smell, mixed with his.

"My favorite smell", he said as he dove his nose into my strawberry-scented hair and his smile widened. His hands smoothed down the wrinkles in the shirt, and my smile widened. I loved his gentle touch against my smoothed and loved skin.

"Work, I have to work", I spluttered as I got up from his comforting arms and ran to my laptop if I didn't work my dad would come for me with his own ax and pick.

"Relax, I already cleared it with your dad, he just wants you to meet him when we get back", I stopped walking I stood I froze, I was stuck. He wanted to meet me. He knew about this trip. He knew this, he knew now.

"Oh is that so", I ran to the bathroom as I hoped Nolan wouldn't follow as tears fell down my cheek. My eyes became welling up and my voice became a horse.

"Yeah, he said it was totally cool, I think your dad really likes me", his voice came closer as I closed the door and locked it. I couldn't let him see the tears that flew out of my eyes and were now ruining our vacation.

"Everything okay in there", he asked as his face pressed against the door, I slouched on the floor as I wiped away my tears and rubbed my nose to make it look less red.

"Yeah, I just wanted to brush my teeth, morning breath is horrible", I ran the water as I grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth.

"Really, your breath smelled great to me", I spat out my toothpaste and foam dripped from my mouth, god he was making this harder than it had to be.

"When did my father say the meeting was", I changed the topic as I couldn't let him see my blushed cheeks from his little statement.

"Tomorrow, we're leaving tonight", he spoke clearly as my eyes began tearing up again and I quickly wiped them away and opened the door.

"We should stay here, at least till tomorrow, we can still work just from here, my father will understand", I suggested, I hadn't asked for much but I had asked for this and I needed this.

"I bet we can make that work, you really like it here, huh", He walked to the kitchen as I followed him admiring the arts and crafts that surrounded the hallways and halls.

"It's beautiful here, do you come here a lot", we ventured around as I took a seat on the barstool as he grabbed food from the fridge.

"This has kinda been my oasis, no one really comes here except me, and well now you", he started beating eggs together as I watched his muscles move accordingly, to the new shirt he had put on.

"Isn't the girl, supposed to be making food for the guy", I asked as he laughed a bit, and he tasted a sample of the batter he walked over to me carrying a spoon of the rich batter. He put the spoon at the entrance of my mouth, I opened my mouth and he brought the spoon inside. (I feel like I'm making this sound sexual sorry) The batter was rich with hints of sweetness, I moaned aloud and he chuckled softly.

"You are my queen, and you deserve to rest", I grabbed the bowl of the batter and put it on the counter, I stood up on my barstool just to the height of his luscious lips. I lunged for his lips and he indulged me, as my hands trailed to his face. I broke the kiss, with my cheeks red, and I sat back down so that I was lined up with his sculpted chest, he grabbed for the batter as I swatted away his hand.

"Mine", he let go willingly to see what I was doing. I scooped up the batter and he kneeled down to my mouth as the spoon was poured on his shirt.

"Oh no", he laughed a bit as he knew what I wanted and he started removing his shirt.

"Oh let me", I grabbed the bottom of the shirt and lifted it above his head as he kneeled so that I could reach his head. His shoulders were wide as I traced my fingers between them, he was athletic, his sculpted chest proved it.

"You, Mrs. Clementé are sneaky", he lunged for a kiss as I accepted his luscious lips and he took the bowl back while we exchanged our lovely kiss.

"Does it work on you too", he aimed for my shirt as I brought his hand up and he brought it to my mouth.

"In your dreams Clementé", he went back to the stove as he buttered a pan. I watched him each movement he moved and he had noticed.

"We should get you an apron", I added as he opened the cabinet and pulled out an apron and as I saw what was on the front, I laughed the hardest I had ever laughed. On the front was a finger painting of his family and the front was "I LOVE MY BIG BROTHER", in big red letters.

"Avery is an artist", we laughed as he stretched it to try and fight into it, he took it off as it didn't fit on his chest and he took it off.

"Maybe you can make me a new one", he looked over at me with his endearing eyes and I gave him a hearty smile as he poured the pancake mix in the pan.

"Maybe", I smiled as he made the pancakes and I just stared at this greek god in front of me.

He served me a pancake as he sat next to me at the barstool and as we ate, he kept stealing glances at me as I looked back at him.

"Where did you learn to bake", I asked him as I stuffed my face with more as he began telling me the story.

"My mom, she loves making food and when she heard from my father I was getting married she insisted that I learn how to bake and cook for you of course", the story made me blush as he had learned how to bake and cook for me.

"You learned how to do all of this for me", I said surprised as he took my plates and started to wash up the dishes. I swooped in underneath him and grabbed the sponge.

"Let me wash up, please", I begged as he gave me the sponge and the dish he was on and he rested his head on my shoulder as he majorly crouched. His head rested there as I washed the dishes, we didn't make small talk or talk at all he just rested his head on my shoulder and I couldn't have been happier about it.

"I have an idea, we should go swimming", I said as he nodded and we both walked to the room, I was behind him as I saw his butt, and let me tell you the best one I've ever seen. Am I actually admiring his butt, god?

"I know why you want to go swimming you want to see more of this", he said being cocky in all as he made his way to the closet and I just laughed.

"I mean is that so wrong", I joked as he poked his head out of the closet as he was in his trunks. I still had his shirt on as he picked me up and he whispered in my ear.

"There's nothing wrong with that, I wanna see you too, all of you", his words made me shiver as he moved away and walked straight to the pool.

I changed into a swimsuit, with his shirt on top of it and put my hair in a silk ponytail, I made my way to the pool as I saw him, he gave me a light smile. He was definitely hoping to find me naked with a skimpy string like a bathing suit.

I dipped my toes into the water feeling the warm water below me, he made his way over to me and stepped into the pool and made his way over to me in the water, his face was right in front of my squirming legs.

"Why don't you come in", he ushered me in as I declined, his wry hands went to my face as he made me look at him in the eyes as I tried to avert to something else.

"Is it okay if I wet your shirt", I asked silently as he nodded his head and lifted my frail body up and he set me in the water as he admired my figure as the shirt stuck to my curves.

"Hey, I'll love what's underneath this shirt, I already love it there's no need to be afraid, I'm not pressuring you, but there's no need to be afraid", he assured me as I had never felt more comforted in my life. He made me feel safe and that I didn't have anything to be afraid of.

"I think I'll just leave it on for a while", I whispered silently as I played with my strands of wet hair. He nodded as he took off doing laps in the pool. His muscular body flashes me as he brushed against the water, he was immaculately handsome and anyone could see that.

I dove in with him as we played around for a bit he was carrying me around in the water making me feel more loved than I deserve.

"Do you wanna take a bath", I asked him shyly as he responded yes as if he was a dog getting a treat.

"Okay I'm going to change out of these and I'll meet you in the bathroom", I ran off to the closet drying myself to make sure the dripping water didn't escape to the carpet, I grabbed a new suit and slipped it on and walked calmly but fast to the bathroom.

I opened the door as there stood, Nolan naked, full-on naked and luckily I could only see his butt as I quickly turned away and stood there as he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself.

"I'm sorry, I didn't-", he apologized as I heard the sincerity in his voice he hadn't wanted this to happen it was a simple miscommunication, miscommunication by me and only me. No wonder he was all giddy.

"No, No it was my fault, I'm truly sorry", I apologized as he slipped his shorts on and all I could feel was guilt and sorry for him, he was all excited and I had ruined his fun. Maybe this whole waiting thing wasn't working.