back up to look back down to her.
“Thank you for the most special gift anyone has ever given me baby. This moment I will never forget for as long as I live.” I tell her as I slowly turn us to our sides, taking her with me in my arms. I lean in and kiss her again, feeling her flinch as I pull out of her slowly.
I carefully pull Emma into my arms. Her back up against my chest, I run my fingers through her hair, lulling her into sleep as I lay kisses on her shoulder and neck. Feathering her with soft touches and kisses, we both fall asleep and before we even get out of bed, we attack each other twice more.
We both climb into the shower together. I have four shower heads placed in different areas to hit all parts of the body. There is enough room in the walk in shower for at least three adults. We take turns lathering each other up, getting us both aroused for one another once more. I pin Emma up against the tiled wall. After we get done with our third round before stepping foot out of the bedroom, we are both starving, and poor Emma can barely walk straight.
We make it into the kitchen; luckily I had called housekeeping and a chef in for this weekend.
Coffee was made and waiting for us once we arrived in the kitchen. I sit us both down at the dining room table. And of course, the door bell rings.
“ Shit!” Emma says, as her body tense’s up immediately.
“ Ok, listen to me. Just relax and be yourself. My parents will love you.” I tell her planting a kiss on her forehead.
“ I can’t believe I am meeting your parents. Matthew, they are not going to like me. Can’t I hide some place and you tell them I changed my mind on coming out here?”
“ Darling…” My mother says as she gracefully walks into the dining room.
“ Too late.” I whisper to her as I rise from my chair to greet my parents, leaving Emma’s side I wink at her and chuckle under my breath.
“ Mom, how are you?” I go up to my parents, giving them both a big hug and kissing my mother’s cheek.
“ Son, how was the flight?” My father asks.
“ Good good. Thanks for coming over for breakfast.” I tell them as I walk them into the room.
Emma slowly rises from her chair, making me smile and also feel bad for her looking like standing is painful.
“Well, aren’t you the most adorable thing I have ever seen with my son.” My mother says meeting Emma half way into the room. Emma had made the walk towards her first, both meeting in the middle.
“ Hello Mrs. Daniels. It’s very nice to meet you. Matthew has said many wonderful things about you.” Emma says holding her hand out to shake my mothers.
“ Oh pooh, Mrs. Daniels.” She says as she pulls Emma in for a hug, shooing her hand shake away. “Please, call me Beverly. Or Bev, Or B. Or…”
“ Mother… We get the idea.” I cut into her before she rattles off a dozen more nick names. And before she gets to Bunny, I want to stop her.
My father walks over to meet Emma.
“Mr. Daniels, a pleasure to meet you as well Sir.” She says to my dad this time.
My dad looks back at me, I am grinning. REALLY trying hard not to start laughing at how formal Emma is trying to be.
Dad looks so comical, his hands in the air like he doesn’t understand what language she spoke to him. “What’s with all the formal nonsense?” He asks me, looking back and forth between me and Emma. I shrug my shoulders.
“ Emma dear, there is no Mr. Daniels here either. I’m David. It’s wonderful to meet such a lovely lady.” He says giving her a kiss on her cheek.
I move into the dining room sitting back down next to Emma. She looks stiff.
“Are you alright dear? You look like you’re in pain.” My mother asks Emma. That question makes Emma start to cough as she was taking a sip of her water. I start laughing.
“ I’m sorry sweetheart.” I say to her for laughing as she is trying to not turn four shades of red on her cheeks and neck.
Emma, waves back at my mother who looks between
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