Making it With Angie
I strolled through the glass door to the balcony, taking in the beauty and warmth of the early morning sun as I basked in its rays. A bit lost in thought trying to place events and plans for the day in their proper frames in my mind, I was brought back to reality by the whiz of the coffee maker. I rushed inside immediately to find the kitchen already filled with the flavour of my favorite and I imagine my nostrils being pleased with me for the treat while my body begged for its own share.
I poured a mug full for myself and strolled back to the glass door to continue my early morning ritual of meditation with coffee. When I finished my meditation, I went back to the bedroom to meet Angie just about to get out of bed. She was an epitome of the perfection in the art of the gods. Her white pyjamas gave her an air of purity, and as she stood up, her curves made her look like the direct descendant of venus, while the spring in her steps gave out an air of class that seemed innate.
I tiptoed behind her as she turned to go to the restroom and grabbed her by the waist, kissed her neck and mistakenly spilled drops of coffee on her feet. Then bent immediately to wipe it and she only gave sideways stare before walking away. It was her trademark reaction whenever I did something to offend her.
We had started dating a few weeks ago and I was already head over heels for her, wishing I had known her much earlier. As she made her way back to the room, I tried making amends by teasing and leading her to the bedside to sit on my laps.
"I'm sorry I spilled coffee on your feet" I apologized as I still tried to tease her.
"It's not that babe" she replied
"So what is it" I inquired concerned
"It's your focus on coffee that always seems to take your attention from me" she started
"No babe, I'm not putting the coffee before you" I defended
"but you left me to the cold of the morning again to go make coffee. It's not fair" she interrupted. "why can't you just wait until I wake so we can make it together?" she added
"I'm sorry dear, it's just that I need my coffee to start my day, but you usually don't wake up as early as I do" I countered
Then she stood up without saying anything and went to the wardrobe to arrange her outfit to wear for work. That was when I knew that I could not push the issue again or I risk losing her. I knew I needed to thread carefully. So I strolled slowly to stand beside her and appealed that she bear with me, but she said nothing.
So I made a proposition to her that I'll never leave her in bed and would always wait for her before making coffee if she accepts to wake up 30 minutes earlier than she does currently. She hesitated at first, inspecting my face as if to find a missing lie in it. Few seconds later and a smile escaped her lips to signify an affirmation. We hugged instantly, kissed and then prepared for work.
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