Chapter-8 *Agog*

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Chapter-8, Agog; To feel excited. Third person's POV- This morning Amelia managed to wake up early, before Xavier obviously to play the role of a good wife, it was five in the morning, she assumed if Xavier wasn't up at this time, then he would wake up at 6 or 6.30 or something like that. She hurriedly yet quietly made her way towards the bathroom, the feeling of cold tiles under her feet sent a jolt of pleasure up her body and making her extra energetic. Xavier's smell lingered onto her, as he was securing onto her like a small boy, saving his teddy from demons. And this was partially true. Amelia was like a teddy, and he wanted to save her from everything evil waiting for her out there. He was determined to love her, but the feeling were unknown, he knew it was something he never did and knew the pull towards her will lead him to some point where he will be wrapped around the little finger of the cute Amelia, but does it look like he care, obviously no he doesn't. Amelia took the random hanger and ran into the, to say that she wanted to get rid of Xavier's lingering smell off her, would be a big fat lie, she wanted to sniff that smell all day, so she decided to use Xavier's body scrub. The bath filled the bathroom with the smell of pine and spices smell. It smelled heavenly. The shower lasted short, because Amelia wanted to make breakfast so quickly slipping in her undergarments and then her clothes. She ran out of the room, putting her watch on her wrist and securing it, she left her hair damp to dry by themselves, she left the room, not before grabbing a hair tie. She ran into the kitchen and started taking things out, maids were on their way. She gave them a heart melting smile and said. "I've got it." And with that she started to make breakfast. Quietly, we must add, as Xavier was still asleep in their room. Quickly taking some eggs and cracking them onto the pan. She started to make an omelet and some cappuccino. And decided to make a strawberry flavored cake for Hailey, as she wanted to eat one. The heavenly smell of omelet and cake filled the surrounding and the sweet smell with a pinch of coffee in it helped to enhance the glory. The normal alarm of Xavier, broke his trance of sleep, quickly shutting the alarm, so that Amelia will sleep peacefully, he found the warm body missing. He groaned and rolled onto his stomach sniffing the sheets where her smell was still lingering, but the place occupied by her, was still cold, so he assumed that she woke up, but where did she go? Xavier asked himself. Twisting his body he got out of the room and stretched, and took a step towards the door, as he opened the door he was slapped by the feathery smell of coffee, omelets and other sweet smell, he couldn't point. His hair was a mess, but he looked hot in either ways. Without any shirt on he moved towards the smell. There he saw Amelia mixing the batter, he assumed pancakes. Her damp hair, her slim figure and the long creamy legs of hers, from the skirt and the tummy showing, he was whipped, he ran a hand over his mouth to check if he was drooling, every time she moved, her tummy came on full show, making Xavier grumble some extra colorful words. He sleepily wrapped his arms his arms around her small waist, Amelia was shocked at first but then blushed as his naked torso filled with muscles came in contact with her bare waist. Xavier closed his eyes and placed his chin on her shoulder, sniffing immediately recognizing the smell she was wearing, it was his body wash's smell. "Good morning." Xavier whispered in her ear, his voice, husky and deep, yet hoarse, but a total package of extremely hot. Amelia replied with a good morning adding her signature warm smile. "What did you made?" he asked. "Omelets, cappuccino and some cake for... Hailey." She said her voice hitched as Xavier kissed her neck. "Maids are there, you don't have to wake up early, and they can handle this." He said again, Xavier enjoyed every touch, with his eyes closed. She leaned on his touch. "but I wanted to make it by myself." She whined. "Now go and have a seat, I'll serve." She added. He obeyed but growled as he have to sit without touching her. Xavier was shocked, it's been just two days and he was carving for her touch. But isn't it called love. As Amelia served and was about to sit on the chair by Xavier's right, Xavier pulled her and made her sit on his lap. Never had she protested, she was carving as much as Xavier was carving. "Feed me like you did yesterday." He said his eyes still closed, he was extra sleepy in her touch. Amelia giggled at his childish acts. But nonetheless, she started to feed him. The food was like a heaven. The soft pitter patter, broke their chain of thoughts, as little Hailey came into the house, giggling at the sight and bouncing her chubby figure. "Surprise! Surprise! Surprise! Surprise!" Hailey yelled and Xavier's mother hot the tail of the little munchkin. Hailey jumped on Amelia as she saw her. "Good morning, my munchkin." She said cooing Hailey. "Good morning Amy." Hailey chirped in her baby voice. "Good morning mum." Amelia greeted, while Xavier mumbled the list of incoherent words. "Morning honey." Mary said while hugging Amelia and kissing Xavier on cheek, leaving her lipstick stain, Xavier annoying wiped his cheek. "Morning son." She said, giggling at the behavior of Xavier. "Guess what!" Hailey chirped. Amelia tapped her chin, but pouted. "I can't." she whined. Hailey giggled. "Amelia honey pack your bags, you are going to Miami for your honeymoon." She said as Amelia blushed and buried her face in Hailey's shoulder. After that they talked and the cake was fully consumed, thanking Amelia for such a wonderful breakfast. Mary went away. Neither of them argued, the protest was very far. They agreed, the toxic scent and the toxic touch of Amelia was driving him crazy. He was carving and she was carving him. She was totally agog for the trip and the day passed happily.
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