In my opinion, the best ways to wake up in the morning are the aromas of coffee brewing and bacon frying. So this morning was one of those best ways/glorious day beginnings, because I was awakened by both. It wasn’t until after I rolled over that I heard the rustling of a paper bag and then the beeping of the microwave. I shut my eyes to the rhythm of the kitchen:
I must have fallen back asleep, because he was back in bed with me nuzzling my neck like a cat. He also was purring. I stuck my hand through his massive mane to rub his head.
“Good morning Love.”
He chuckled as he kissed my forehead, “Good afternoon Meechie.”
“Afternoon?!” I said with amazement. “Why did you let me sleep so late?”
He chuckled, nuzzled, purred and kissed me on my neck again.
“After last night, you deserved to sleep in.”
“Shut UP!” I hissed and then giggled. “Do I smell coffee?”
He pointed to the night stand, and sure enough a big mug of coffee was there. As, I leaned over to get it, he got out of the bed.
“Where are you going?” I whined as I watched his naked ass leave the room.
“To get your brunch,” He said over his shoulder.
“You cooked for me NAKED?!?!” I said while outwardly laughing. He came back in carrying a plate, a bowl, and an orange beach towel which strategically covered up his business. He then placed the towel over my lap and handed me the bowl. It was a bowl of tomato soup. I looked at him quizzically.
“I told you it was brunch. I went to that place you like so much and got the soup. And before you ask, yes, I had clothes on when I left the house.”
As I was happily eating my soup, he got back in bed and set the plate down beside me. It was a bacon, egg, tomato, cheese and avocado sandwich on wheat toast. All of my favorites.
“Where did you come from? I asked while trying to balance my soup and drink my coffee.
He took the bowl and put it on his chest, “Oh I am not as perfect as you think. Finish eating. Because then, I am going to redeem myself.
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