I groan as I roll over and turn off my alarm clock. I'm supposed to get up and go over to Meagan's for breakfast. I feel like last night we really made progress.

I get up from my bed in my boxers and sports bra and make my way into my bathroom. I turn on the hot water as I strip off the rest of my clothes. I walk over to my toilet and take a piss. Once I'm finished I walk back and get in. I let the hot water consume me. I wash my hair and body before exiting the shower. I grab my towel and wrap it around my waist. I flush the toilet then move to the sink to brush my teeth.

I apply my deodorant and move to my bedroom. I open my drawer and find a clean pair of boxers and a sports bra. I pull them both on before pulling out a pair of jeans. I then pull on a plain white shirt. I find a blue flannel and pull it on, buttoning it up. I slide on my white Nikes and grab everything I need.

I make my way out my front door and climb into my SUV. I type in the address on my GPS and begin my journey to Meagan's house.

It only takes me about thirty minutes to pull up to their house. It's a really beautiful home. I pull up behind Meagan's car. And I slowly get out and make my way up to her front door. I ring the doorbell and stuff my hands into my pockets. I rock back and forth on my heels as I wait for someone to answer it.

They live in a really nice neighborhood too, I notice as I look around. The door soon opens and Skylar greets me with a smile on her face.

"Morning." She says opening the door for me. I smile and return the gesture.

I stand beside Skylar as she shuts the door and I take in their home. It's how I imagined Meagan would one day decorate her place. Skylar then leads me into the kitchen where I can smell food being prepared. When we enter I spot the back of the woman I've always loved.

I lean against the doorframe as I take her in. She's humming a song as she flips the pancakes. She then moves to the eggs and bacon as I realize what song she's humming. It's our song.

The woman is still as flawless as ever. She has all the right curves in all the right places.

"Mom, Y/N is here." Skylar says and I wince at my name. I know we are just starting this out, but I hope one day she decides to call me her Mom too.

I see Megan freeze at my name but try and not show she's nervous. But I know her and all her nervous habits. She slowly turns around and our eyes lock. I watch her eyes roam my body and she tugs her bottom lip between her teeth. I try and keep myself together because her doing that makes me feel all sorts of ways.

I decide to clear my throat and stuff my hands back in my pockets. Her eyes meet mine again and I can tell she's embarrassed for being caught.

"Good morning." I say smiling at her.

"Morning, did you find the place okay?" She asks moving back to cooking. She turns off the stove and begins to make our plates. Skylar has already set the table.

"Yeah, it was no trouble. Your place is beautiful Meagan." I say admiring her creativity.

"Thank you." She says placing our plates on the table.

"Sit down and join us." She says and I nod my head taking a seat beside Skylar and across from her.

We all three begin to eat and I decide to add some conversation to the mix.

"So do you guys have any plans today?" I ask looking at the two.

"No, it's Sunday, which means I normally do homework then do chores." Skylar says and I raise my eyebrows in shock and look to her mother.

"So no church?" I ask making Meagan stop eating and look at me sadly.

"No, I can't bring myself to go back there. To many memories." She says and I nod my head understanding. So many things happened at that church. Her mother's funeral was held there, she told me she was leaving there, and her father was worshipped there. I can see why she wouldn't eat to go back there and face everything.

"What about you, do you go to church?" Skylar asks making me smile and place my fork down. I look at Meagan who looks just as amused and interested in my answer.

"Well you see, I never went to church growing up. Sunday's were meant for relaxing, chores, and basketball. That was until I met your mother. I began to go to church with her, and I saw a whole new light. But after your mom left I couldn't bring myself to go anymore. That was until I blew my knee out. I needed advice and guidance. So I stumbled across this church one day and decided to check it out. They were really nice and didn't treat me differently because I'm gay. I don't go every Sunday, but I always try to go a couple times a month." I say going back to my food. I happen to look up and see Meagan looking at me with admiration and shock.

"So we still gonna play that game of one on one, or did you chicken out?" Skylar says causing me to laugh lightly and smile big.

"Oh it's still on. I can't live without you two any longer than I already have." I say making her smile and go back to eating her food. I look back to Meagan and see her smiling at me softly.

"But of course after you do your homework." I say making her groan and causing Meagan to laugh.

Once we finish breakfast Skylar heads upstairs to do her homework. I decide to help Meagan do the dishes.

"You've kinda changed, but yet your still the same." She says passing me a plate to load into the dishwasher.

"Well I could say the same thing about you." I say causing her to hit me with the towel.

"Still aggressive I see. I knew Skylar didn't get that from me." I say causing us both to laugh as she continues to hit me with the wet towel.

"You got me all wet now." I say unbuttoning my flannel and sliding it down my shoulders. My tight white t-shirt clings to my body showing off my muscles.

"You aren't the only one." I hear her mumble under her breath and it causes me to raise my eyebrows at her confession. She quickly realizes she said it out loud and turns around instantly avoiding my eyes.

I slowly approach her from behind and theirs only an inch of space between us. I notice her breathing has picked up and she can feel my presence behind her. I softly take her hair in my hand and I move it to the opposite side of her neck. I place my hands on her hips causing her to shift back in my grip making her ass brush against my front. I move so my mouth is ghosting her neck and she shivers as my breath hits it.

"Y/N.." She barely whispers and it's more like a whine.

Just as I'm about to kiss her neck a basketball comes flying down the stairs and hits the kitchen table causing us to break apart at the loud noise.

Skylar comes down the stairs seconds after with the biggest smile on her face. She picks up the ball and rests it on her hip.

"You ready?" She asks and I look at her then her mother who's still recovering.

"I've never been more ready in my life." I say turning back to look at my daughter who has a mischievous smirk playing in her lips.

"Game on Y/LN." She says walking past me and out the back door. Just as it shuts I turn back to Meagan who has a smile of her own now.

Time to bring my A game.