A few minutes pass but to me it seems like its been an eternity. I watch him dip himself into the bathtub and close his eyes and goes down then pops his head out of the water. “ Are you coming? There’s plenty of room plus saving water you know, hurry up, the water feels nice”, he smiles. I try to gently refuse but even to my ears, I don’t sound too convincing. After awhile, I give in and strip naked and join him, since he is on one end, I try to squeeze myself to the very end to avoid our bodies coming into contact. We sit in silence, neither of us talking but it doesn’t feel uncomfortable. I put my hands down in the water and touch his legs, startled I remove my hands quickly. I mumble a quick sorry which I don’t think he hears. After awhile, I find myself drifted to between his legs. I can feel his member poking my back and I try to distract myself. Think of something...grannies, cute puppies, kittens, work, pasta. I try to distract myself with anything. I feel his hand tap my shoulder. “You okay? You seem too stiff man” He whispers besides my neck and I unconsciously lean back a few inches. I’m fine, just distracted, don’t mind me” I whisper back. Everything happening to me is all strange and new but not in a bad way which freaks me out even more. I’ve never done this before so why does it feel soo right and normal to do it? I try to find answers in my head but to no vain. I try to think of a topic to talk about but my brain cells are still on vacation so I can’t think of anything. Is there a chance he could be gay? Will he be disgusted tomorrow when he is sober? Will he think I took advantage of him? How do I even explain myself to why I agreed to his drunk requests? I really hope he is gay but am too scared to ask and find the answer is not what am expecting. I stand to leave the bathtub but accidentally slip and come down crushing on his arms. Water splash everywhere, when I open my eyes I find my face inches away from him and my hand touching something big and heavy. It takes a few seconds to realize what am touching and immediately spring up which lands me another fall but this time he catches me and holds me in place. At this point am a complete mess. “slow down tiger or we will both drown here” He laughs which sends warm shocks all over my body. We sit in silence him hugging me and me trying to calm my nerves down. “oh, you have a tattoo, Nova? Is that your girlfriend? He asks casually tracing the name written on the back of my shoulder. I laugh and explain its my very first cat that I rescued on the streets when she was just a tiny kitten small and fragile. I took up the role of its mother and fed it, stayed up all night checking up on her every second she meowed. I smile and relax as I recall my cat, for the next hour I talk about Nova- how mischievous she was and how long she stayed with me before crossing the rainbow. I was never alone growing up because of her, I shared all my achievements with her both good and sad experiences she was there. We were inseparable. She lived for 20 years but gave me the best companion I could have asked. I miss her everyday but now I have Piper and peach who I love dearly and who sometimes remind me of her. I feel vulnerable and small talking about her and am relieved that Tony hasn’t laughed or let go of me. He still holds me close as I talk naturally about Nova.

He shows me his tattoo of a lioness with the most intense eyes I’ve ever seen. He explains how fascinating he finds the lioness are, strong, hunts for the pack and ready to sacrifice herself to defend her babies or her pack. The lioness represents the strong women in his life that are his mom and his sister. I smile when I do not hear him mention a partner.

We talk more and laugh. I don’t realize how much time we spend until I feel him hung his head snoring quietly on my neck. I chuckle and get him out of the bathtub. My face becomes red as a ripe tomato again when I see his member. No matter how many times I see it, my heart and face heats up soo much. I bring him pajamas and help him put them on before I take him to the bedroom.

I leave to go sleep on the couch but feel his hand on my hand holding me. I smile at the sweet invitation and slip in besides him and immediately falls asleep. Since its on the weekend I intend to sleep in and get up late something that I have never done before.

As usual, I find myself awake at 5.30 am, I groan at how I can’t go back to sleep. I turn to find myself being hugged from behind. Tony has his legs wrapped around mine and is spooning me. I smile and allow myself to be held like that for a few minutes and decides to go back to sleep for a few minutes when I suddenly remember that I have nothing in the kitchen to prepare breakfast when he wakes up.

I gently squeeze myself out from his grasp and go to the kitchen to see if I have anything. For the life of me, I groan at how I do not cook since I always eat out. I take my keys and CREDIT card and go the shop next to my building to buy something to cook and some hang over pills for him since I know he will needs them.

I have no idea what to buy so I buy everything from the spices, veggies, every type of flour, sugar, salt, rice, oil and everything I can find. I realize I have 4 full carts which will be impossible to take with me. Everyone in the shop looks at me bewildered and confused. After paying for everything, I find one of the assistants and ask to be given two staff members to help me take the groceries to my place for 1000 euros each which stuns them even more since its their whole month salary. Fortunately, I get two staff who volunteers to help me for free since its still early and the shop is not yet busy. We take the groceries to my place. I open the door and usher them to the kitchen. After placing groceries down, I take out my wallet and insists to give them the money which they hesitantly take. Before leaving, they offer to unpack and help me put them away which is a relief since I don’t know where to put some things. Within a few minutes, my two huge fridges are packed to the full. The cabinets are also full and everything has been placed and arranged neatly. Am impressed at how quick and efficient they are. Before leaving, I take note of their names and numbers for future references in case I need their help again.

After they leave, I put on my new apron that I just bought and take out my phone and Google how to cook waffles. Its almost 7 in the morning and Tony is still asleep which is a relief to me. After a few failed attempts covered in flour, milk and eggs and successfully making an entire mess in the kitchen I sit down on the floor frustrated.

“Need any help?” I hear a voice on the door. I turn my head to find a very amused Tony trying to hold his laughter leaning on the door with arms crossed. I immediately blush and wonder how long he has been standing there.