Ava
It’s eight thirty a.m., and I’ve just climbed back into Gabe’s bed after letting Gucci out onto the terrace to do her morning business. I’m snuggled into his warm body when the intercom starts to ring.
“It’s probably the cleaners.” Gabe sighs. “I’ll go let them in.”
“No, it’s fine. I’ll go. I move faster than you do anyway.”
“Not for much longer.” He swats my ass as I get out of bed.
I speed walk out of his bedroom, jog over to the intercom, and pick the receiver up. “Good morning, Harry.”
“Good morning, Miss Ava. The cleaners are here.”
“Let them up, please.”
I hang up the receiver and go back into the bedroom.
“It is the cleaners,” I say, but I’m talking to myself, as the bed’s empty. I hear water running in the bathroom.
When I go in the bathroom, he’s at the sink, brushing his teeth, with the faucet going.
“Is it the cleaners?” he asks in between brushing.
“Yep.”
“Cool. Well, get your ass ready because I’m taking you out.”
“You are?”
He spits and rinses his brush under the faucet. “Yep. We’re going out for breakfast.”
“Like a date?”
“Yes, Speedy, like a date.”
“You’ve never taken me on a date before.”
He comes close and slides his arms around my waist. I press my hands to his bare chest and gaze up at him.
“I’m well aware of that fact. Hence, I’m taking you out for our first date today. To rectify me being a bad boyfriend.”
“You’re not a bad boyfriend.”
“I am. But I’m working on being a better one for you.”
“No need. You’re perfect as you are.”
“Even when I’m being an ass?”
I slide my hands to his butt and give his cheeks a squeeze. “Even then.”
He smiles and leans down to give me a minty kiss.
Yummy.
“Can I have pancakes on our breakfast date?” I ask him.
“You can have whatever you want.”
He gives me one more kiss and then goes and turns the shower on.
I brush my teeth while he takes off the boot and his boxer shorts, and then he climbs under the spray.
I finish brushing and put my toothbrush back. “I’m going to get a shower,” I tell him.
“Get in here with me.”
“No way.” I laugh. “I get in there with you, and I know what’ll happen. And I am definitely not having sex with you while the cleaners are here.”
He laughs and pokes his head around the shower screen. “Come on, baby. Get in the shower with me.”
“No.”
“I’ve got something for you. It’s about nine inches, and it loves your pussy a whole lot.” He palms his cock, knowing I can see through the glass.
“You’re a deviant.”
He grins seductively at me.
My clit throbs.
“I’m going!”
I bolt out the door to the sound of his laughter.
I walk out of Gabe’s bedroom and straight into Sadie.
“Oh, hey, I was looking for you,” she says.
And those are the most words she’s said to me since I first met her.
“You were?”
“Yeah. My boss has implemented this new form we have to get signed by each job that we do. It’s just to prove that we’ve been here and done the work.”
“Oh, right. Do you need me to get Gabe to sign it? ’Cause he’s in the shower at the minute.”
“No. It’ll be fine if you do it, as you live here.” She smiles and holds out a pen and a sheet of paper to me.
It’s the first time she’s ever smiled at me as well.
I take the pen and paper from her.
My eyes drift over it. The cleaning company logo is at the top.
“Just print and sign your name and date it at the bottom.” She points to the dotted line.
I scribble my name down. And then I sign and date it. I hand the pen and paper back to her.
She folds up the paper and puts it along with the pen in the pocket of her dustcoat.
“Thanks,” she says. Then, she turns and walks off.
I head into my bedroom to get showered and ready for my breakfast date with Gabe.
I’m ready for breakfast. My hair is down and straight. Makeup light. And I’m wearing my Zara paisley-print maxi dress and jeweled white flip-flops.
I look good for our first official date.
And he loves me.
I just need to keep reminding myself of that because it’s so amazing.
I grab my bag and head for my bedroom door.
“Come on, Gucci.”
She jumps down from her spot on the bed. She kept me company while I got ready. I hate to leave her behind, but I can’t take her to a restaurant with us. I’ll leave her in the kitchen with her favorite food—sliced apples and pears.