Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I jogged down the stairs to be met with the back of my gorgeous girlfriend who's busy cooking of what I'm assuming is our breakfast. I couldn't help but smile upon hearing her sweet and soft voice humming a tune while slightly swaying her hips as she cooks. Sneaking up on the woman, I carefully wrapped my arms around her from the back. Amayah didn't flinch from the sudden hug.

"Hi," I whispered softly in her ear.

The beauty turned her head to the side, placing one hand on my nape to pull me down for a kiss. I accepted it eagerly, loving the feeling of her lips on mine.

Amayah pulled on my bottom lip in between her teeth before letting go. "Good morning, baby."

"G'morning," I muttered, my face buried in the crook of her neck, feeling rather clingy all of the sudden. "You look beautiful."

"In my sweats?"

"In anything," I replied which earned another kiss.

"How was your sleep?" She asked, not bothering to push me away and instead continued cooking with me on the way.

"Good, yours? You woke up early," I stated.

"I wanted to cook you breakfast," Amayah answered with a grin, making me smile as well. "I slept good, too. You're a great cuddler."

"I can be your cuddler forever if you let me," I joked, tightening my arms around her.

"That sounds nice," she pulled me back when I attempted to let go, not wanting to be a bother anymore. "Don't stop hugging me."

"I'm not bothering you?"

"You are," she giggled. "But I like it, so just stay there and bug me all you want."

Happily so, I obliged until Amayah finished up and we prepared the table. Although still embarrassed, I let Amayah practically baby me. She kind of has a habit of feeding me even though I have my own food. It's nice though, so I don't mind it that much.

"You know, we never got a chance to talk about what happened the other day," my girlfriend stated, wiping the side of my lips with her thumb before putting it in her mouth. I blushed at that.

"When we made love?" I asked, my mind flashing back to that blissful day.

She smiled. "Yes, baby. When we made love. How did you feel? Was it good for you?"

My head nodded repeatedly without any hesitation. "I loved it. I was scared at first because I thought I wouldn't make you feel good and I've never really used my, you know... penis for pleasure so it was a wonderful experience. Thank you for being patient with me."

"No need to thank me, darling. I should be the one thanking you for giving me an insane amount of pleasure," she teased with a wink, causing a pink hue to spread on my cheeks. "You think you're ready for more next time?"

I nodded eagerly. "Definitely. But, did I do okay? If I didn't, I can learn more so I can do better." Sydney might have mentioned that Amayah is the kind of person who enjoys sex a lot, and my girlfriend did say she has a high sex drive. In order to fulfill her sexual needs, I should improve my skill in bed, right?

"You did amazing," she reassured. "And I'm not just saying it to ease your worry. Although, I wouldn't be opposed to something more."

"What do you mean?" I frowned, genuinely confused. More orgasms? Is that what she's saying? I did learn that some women can have multiple orgasms.

The beauty bit her lip, her eyes scanning down my body covered with only a muscle shirt. "We can talk about it in the bedroom." She then stood up and placed herself behind me, hands touching my shoulders and face close to mine as she leans down. "I'll teach you."

I gulped and nodded, not trusting my voice as of the moment. The alluring woman left me sitting rigid on the table while she took our dishes, sending a sly smirk when she turned to look at me. My mind flashed with scenarios of what she'll be teaching me.

"Fuck," I muttered under my breath, silently cursing myself for turning hard simply because of that. Stupid dick.

I was about to stand up as well to help clean when my phone started ringing and to my surprise, it was my mom. My brow raised even higher when I saw a bunch of texts and a voicemail from Julius. Apprehensively, I answered the call first.

"Mom?"

"Where are you?" She asked sternly, making me confused. What did I do?

"I'm at the dorm, why?" I lied, feeling slightly guilty. I mean, it's not like I'm doing something illegal or letting myself go. A little lie won't hurt.

"Dorm? I'm here at your dorm and I'm pretty sure at my age, I still can see very well and I don't see you here. Where the hell are you, Aiden Alastair Guevarra?"

Fuck.

"I– at the coffee shop? Working?" I tried, cringing at my own answer.

"Are you telling me or asking me?" Mom scoffed. "Come here before I drag your ass down wherever you are."

"Yes, mom." I pouted, looking up at Amayah as she stares at me, fighting off a smile.

Smiling nervously, I gave mom and dad a hug, the latter sitting quietly on the couch, knowing he won't be able to defend me. I then glanced at Julius standing near the corner, he gave an uneasy smile as he waves, mouthing 'I texted you'. My shoulders dropped as I gave mom a pout, trying to appease to her.

"Your pouting won't get you out of this," She rolled her eyes. "I told you we were visiting."

"I forgot," I said honestly, because I really did forget. I was too preoccupied with Amayah and her friends, mostly the former. But who could blame me? I could literally spend days just being beside the beauty and not minding what's going on around me.

"Since when did you learn how to lie to me?" Mom placed her hands on her hips, eyes glaring.

I cowered. "Sorry, mom."

"And what is this girlfriend I'm hearing? You're dating and didn't bother to tell me?" My eyes widened at her question, I immediately looked at Julius who raised his hands and shook his head. "Don't look at Julius, I heard him when he was trying to warm you of my arrival."

"I was going to tell you," I finally said defeated, knowing there's no way out and lying wouldn't really do me any good. "We-uh, we've known each other for months, basically friends? Then I courted her after I confessed and now we're dating. It's only been a few weeks though."

"And where did you meet this girl?"

Woman.

"At my college," I answered briefly, not saying anything further.

"Is she also taking nursing?"

I glared at Julius when he snickered, effectively shutting him up. "Something like that. Enough about my girlfriend, I promise I'll introduce you to her once everything's settled. We're still taking things– uh... slow."

Mom raised her brow, but to my relief, she relented and opened her arms for me. With a smile, I let her wrap her arms around me. Sighing at the warmth surrounding my body.

"Does she know?" She whispered and I nodded.

"She's perfect, mom." I mumbled. "She makes me happy."

"I'm glad, sweetheart," Cupping both my cheeks with her hands, she pulled me down to plant a kiss on my forehead. "As long as she makes you happy."

"She really does."

After a few more questions from both of them, they finally let go of the topic. Although I did promise that I'll let them meet Amayah soon, I don't know how soon though. It's not like we can just outright reveal our relationship without worrying about any repercussions.

Bringing my friends along with us, except for Zoe who's preoccupied with whatever it is she's doing. Mom and dad decided to treat us out for lunch, much to my friends delight. I mean, it's free food. I would be delighted too. I sat down next to Vera who's beside my mom, chatting away with the redhead. They're getting along quite well, although it's not much of a surprise.

In the middle of stuffing my face with my food, a familiar voice called my name. With raised brows, I glanced up from my plate to see Aaron running towards me, Amayah walking behind him. When our eyes met, I could see the uneasiness in them.

"Aide!" The kid waved excitedly, hugging my side once he reached me.

Removing the shock from my face, I returned the embrace and ruffled his hair playfully. "Hi, bud. Missed me?"

Aaron nodded. "I'm here with mom." After saying that, he turned to my company. "Hello." He greeted with a wave rather shyly.

Julius was the first to acknowledge him, having met the kid already. My two others friends waved as well. "Sup, dude."

"Is this the kid you were babysitting?" Mom asked, staring at Aaron with so much adoration. I couldn't help but chuckle, knowing her love for children.

I nodded and nudged Aaron, signalling him to introduce himself. He knows my parents, I showed him pictures. "Good afternoon, ma'am and sir. I'm Aaron Peterson, Aiden's friend."

"What a polite young man," Mom smiled. "I didn't know my daughter has such a gentleman friend."

We couldn't help but laugh when Julius pretended to be offended, touching his chest and faking a gasp.

"We're Aiden's parents," Dad introduced with a smile. "You can call us grandpa and grandma if you like."

My parents are rather traditional, perhaps due to the influence of asian culture. It was never okay to just call them by their names, especially by someone so young.

"Okay," Aaron nodded shyly once again.

"Convenient," Julius coughed, earning a glare from me. He looked away, pretending to be fixing the table.

I then glanced at the quiet woman, I tried to ease her nerves by sending a smile. "Uh, mom, dad, this is Aaron's mom, Amayah Hutton. Amayah, these are my parents, Grace and Henry."

My parents stood up to shake her hands. "You have a very lovely son."

My girlfriend finally smiled, some stiffness leaving her body. "Thank you. It's nice to finally meet Aiden's parents."

"Would you like to join us?" Mom offered. "I'd love to have a little chat with this cute boy," she cooed at Aaron, pinching his cheek. The kid smiled, loving the attention.

Amayah seemed hesitant, eyes glancing at me briefly. I knew she couldn't deny the offer, she's too kind and polite. "Of course, it would be my pleasure."

I stood up immediately, pulling the chair next to Julius for her. Amayah muttered her gratitude before sitting down, I then took the spot next to her as mom made dad move so Aaron could sit beside her.

Trying to be discreet, I reached out for her hand under the table, intertwining our fingers and squeezing her hand in reassurance. Amayah didn't pull away and I noticed her body relaxing a bit. Using my thumb, I rubbed along the side of her hand, listening as mom began to talk my girlfriend's ear off.