"Aide, wake up, darling."

My eyes fluttered open, hearing a familiar sweet and soothing voice. I winced when I felt my aching back, probably from the position I felt asleep in. Sitting up properly on the couch, I watched as Amayah placed a tray of food in front of me.

"Good morning," The beauty greeted with a smile. "I made breakfast."

Am I dreaming? Why is there an angel in front of me?

My brows furrowed when the beauty chuckled. "You're not dreaming."

I blushed upon realizing I said that out loud, making Amayah laugh even more due to my flustered state. I was about to say something when I remembered why I was here in her room in the first place.

"Are you feeling better now?" I reached to touch her forehead, relieved when her temperature felt normal now.

"I am. Thank you for taking care of me and staying overnight."

I chose to stay overnight in case anything happens. Although fevers are usually not that bad, there is a possibility that it will worsen and I wanted to be here for Amayah. I may have fallen asleep on her couch around 3 am. It was fairly small compared to my height, hence why my back probably aches. Amayah did offer to let me stay in the guest room, I just refused. Wanting to be close to her.

"I'm just glad you're not sick anymore."

"All thanks to you." Heat rose to my face when Amayah leaned in to place a chaste kiss on my lips. I wasn't fast enough to dodge it.

I immediately stood up, covering my mouth. "Do you have an extra toothbrush I can use?"

"In the bathroom." Muttering a small 'thanks', I sprinted to her bathroom and closed the door. After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I went back out to see Amayah waiting still.

"Breakfast?" She offered with a smile.

"Thank you." I sat down next to her. "Where's Aaron?"

"Still asleep."

"Are we sharing?" I asked, pertaining to the food.

Amayah shook her head. "I ate mine earlier, that's for you."

I frowned slightly. "You should've woken me up so I could cook. You're not suppose to be moving around already."

The shorter woman rolled her eyes playfully. "It was just a fever. I'm okay now, promise."

I pursed my lips. "Still, you got sick from working too much. You should just be resting instead."

"You're cute when you're concerned." Amayah pinched my cheek. "Stop fretting, I wanted to do it for you"

Pouting in defeat, I nodded. "Okay, sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry, darling. I love that you're concerned about my well-being." I couldn't help but smile when Amayah leaned in again to plant a kiss on my lips. "It's sweet. You're sweet."

"You love kissing, don't you?" I asked dazedly, eyes glancing down to her inviting lips.

The beauty bit her bottom lip, nodding to my question. "I do, I'm quite touchy and affectionate. Will that be a problem?"

Amayah constantly kissing and touching me? If heaven is real, I think that's what it would be like. I shook my head. "I don't think so. I love it actually." I admitted with reddening cheeks. I do love it, feeling her lips and skin against mine.

"Good, because you'll be receiving it every second of the day."

"Oh, t-that's... that sounds perfect."

Amayah smiled teasingly. "You wouldn't mine if I become clingy?"

"As long as you wouldn't mine if I am too."

"Hmm, I think I would enjoy being with you then."

"You can enjoy me as long as you want."

The beauty chuckled at my response, making me smile. It feels nice to make her laugh. "Come here, darling."

Eagerly, I leaned in to let our lips touch. Placing my hands on either side of her hips as she placed hers around my neck, one hand tangling in my hair, fingers lightly scratching my head. I couldn't help but smile, letting Amayah have her way with me. Teeth bit my bottom lip, eliciting a groan from me. The beauty took the chance to let her tongue slip its way inside my mouth.

I let myself be pulled when Amayah laid down on the couch, now placing my hands on either side of her head to keep myself up. I moved my knee in between her opened legs, our bodies pressed heatedly as I deepened the kiss. It started softly at first before it grew gradually, sending tremors all over my nerves. It was a feeling I don't think I could ever live without.

At that moment, the only thing I could think about is how it feels so fucking right to be this close to her right now.

When Amayah pulled away to catch her breath, my eyes fluttered open as I panted against her lips.

"I like you so much." I breathe out.

Maybe even more. I think I already fell in love long ago.

A smile graced smudged red-painted lips. "I like you, too, darling."

"I like your kisses." I whispered.

"Want to do it again?" She whispered back, thumb tracing the outline of my lips as dark brown eyes scanned my flushed face.

"Yes, please."

Amayah chuckled and pulled me down once again in another heart stopping kiss.

"We should stop," I whispered against soft pinkish lips. Aiden smiled dazedly, nodding.

"We should." The taller woman didn't make a move to distance herself from me. Her eyes solely focused on my swollen lips. Fingers caressing the bare part of my hips under the shirt I'm wearing, raising goosebumps all over my skin.

My grip on her shoulders tightened. "You're enjoying this too much."

"I may be addicted." Aiden admitted before leaning down to press a short and quick kiss on me. "I don't have any vices, I think this would be it."

"You consider kissing me as a vice?" I asked in a playful manner.

"It's the good kind."

"Since when did–"

"Mom! Dad's here with Bianca!" Our eyes widening in surprise, I quickly pushed Aiden away from me and moved from leaning against the counter. The raven-haired woman sat down on a nearby chair as if nothing just happened.

I cleared my throat as three people joined us in the kitchen, Bianca eyeing both Aiden and I with a weird look. I chose to ignore it, simply giving the brunette a smile.

That was close.

"My ex wife!" I groaned internally at the annoying voice. Currently questioning my sanity for marrying this guy and staying with him for over a decade.

Tristan grinned, wiggling his eyebrows at me. I just had to roll my eyes. "Amayah Charlotte Hutton."

I went with his stupidity. "Tristan Grant Peterson."

"How does it feel to be a single lady once again?" He draped his arm around my shoulder, question asked in a teasing manner. I bit my lip as Bianca raised a brow at me, lips twitching into a smile.

I wouldn't know. I wanted to answer, glancing at my new partner who's busy entertaining my son.

"I've been single for over 4 years, what are you talking about?" I said instead, pertaining to the last years of our barely existing marriage.

He rolled his blue yes. "You know what I mean. Anyway, are you ready to start looking? I know someone available. He's the perfect candidate, just your type."

Tristan's words caught Aiden's attention, earning an eye roll from the taller woman. I couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. Catching her brown eyes, I gave her a smile to try and reassure her. It must've worked as Aiden smiled back.

"I'm not interested."

Tristan frowned. "Why not? Do you want me to set you up with a woman instead?"

I pushed his face away from me. "Stop trying to set me up. I'm fine. Why are you here anyway?"

"What do you mean why? We planned to celebrate when you're not busy anymore. I'm here for the drinks!"

I still am busy though. I literally just became official with Aiden. I wanted an 'us' time. But of course Tris chose to come at an inappropriate time.

"Who will look after my son then?" I raised a brow, crossing my arms under my chest.

"I came prepared. Jane!" At his call, a blonde woman, probably in her 20s, entered the kitchen. "Hired a babysitter just for today."

"Fine," I rolled my eyes. "But Aide's coming with me."

"I am?" Aiden asked in surprise, pointing at herself.

Tris grinned in triumph. "Of course. Will you be drinking, Aiden?" He directed to the raven-haired woman.

"I-I... uh, no. I don't drink."

"Guess you'll be our DD then?" He threw his arm around my confused lover, making both Bianca and I chuckle in amusement.

"I guess?"