eleven

"Thank you so much. You're such a sweetheart." I say and quickly peck his left cheek to tease him and also maybe because I wanted to. Maybe. He coughs still blushing and I keep the donuts on the kitchen counter. It's still early and school is supposed to start late today so it doesn't matter if we both sit around for sometime.

"Would you like coffee or is milk suitable for good boy Sam?" I ask him wiggling my eyebrows.

"Coffee would be just fine." He says chuckling a little and I nod humming a tune.

He stands up coming into the kitchen, bored, I suppose. I make the coffee while he just leans on the counter behind mine. This is the first time I've seen him this relaxed. I pour the coffee into two mugs and before I could turn around I feel him just behind me. He puts hands on either side of me on the counter and leans into me. I shiver as soon as his chest touches softly against my back.

Where did the shy Sam go? I feel all hot and bothered now.