Welcome to Gaia! ::

═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═

"Hm..." she closed her eyes slowly as she leaned against him, still tired. Morning wasn't her time of day. She much preferred the night over sunlight. "I know we were busy yesterday, but I hope you didn't get behind because of it." She would feel bad if she was the cause of him getting behind in his work. Of course he was an adult now and had to take responsibility, but she was part of the cause they didn't do anything...Well, anything productive anyways. Smiling to herself, she ran a hand through his hair before kissing the side of his head. "She went to bed way later than normal for her. She'll be out for another hour at most," she replied as she slowly straightened herself up. "And who says I'm not taking advantage of that?" If he hadn't already figured it out, there wasn't much alone time for parents. There were sporadic moments here and there if you were lucky, but most of your time was either spent working or making sure you were available enough to keep an eye on them. When she was old enough to look after herself, then there might be a little more time to spend just the two of them, but until then, she'd take what she could get.

If he hadn't been working, she would have climbed into his lap to be close to him, but any contact was good enough for her. Letting go of him, she moved around from the back of him and leaned beside him against his desk. "How about this...I'm gonna make myself some coffee, I'll make you a cup of tea and breakfast for the three of us so you can get some work done. Sound good?" she asked as she watched him. She'd have to keep an ear out for Sela waking up so she could make sure the girl didn't go straight to him and bother him while he was working, but she could do that easy. Saturday meant Saturday morning cartoons and the good breakfast. Sela knew that so it was doubtful she would even register anything other than that.

As long as he had the time in his schedule, she wouldn't worry about taking up that time. She wasn't sure how the writing industry worked; just so long as he wasn't getting in trouble for something because of her. When it came to Sela taking up his time, he just had to deal with it. It was a different story when it came to your kids. They required a certain type of attention that had you missing work sometimes; even for days at a time. She remembered when Sela got really sick last year; she had to take an entire unscheduled week off just to take care of her child until she was well enough for her to be left with a babysitter. It came out of nowhere and she was actually kind of scared. Sela had never been sick before that time; now she occasionally gets sick like any normal person. Well, a little less than normal people, but either way, she was as normal as she could be...For what she was. Lillian had lots of random days of skipping work and other functions because of her responsibility as a mother.

Smiling, Lillian reached out and gently ran her hand through his hair once more, caressing down the side of his face. "Alright, two questions," she said as she stood up, her hand dropping to her side. "First, you still take your tea with milk right? And..." Lillian raised her hands above her head, her night shirt lifting further up her thighs as she stretched. Walking over to the door, she placed a hand against the threshold as she looked back at him, "You have a waffle maker right?"

"Perfect~" she grinned over her shoulder at him before leaving his office completely. Walking down the hall, she stopped by the bedroom she and Sela had used to check on her. Opening the door quietly, she peeked into the room to see the tiny girl still sprawled all over the bed at some insane angle. How did she even manage to turn herself one hundred and eighty degrees without waking up? Her head was now pointing towards the foot of the bed, while her feet were laying on the pillows. Lillian laughed quietly before closing the door again. What a dang weirdo! Her smile remained as she descended the stairs and walked into the kitchen, her feet slapping softly against the floor. There was a content, tranquil smile on her face as she walked around the kitchen to make her coffee and his tea. "Let's see..." she hummed softly as she reached up to a cabinet that was a little too tall for her, the hem of her night shirt coming right under her butt. Her tongue slipped between her lips, licking at the flesh slowly as she struggled to reach the tea. "My god! Why is he so damn tall!?" She smiled widely when she finally placed her hands on the container of tea. Bringing it to her line of sight, she looked it over. If she remembered right black tea was usually paired with breakfast. It was like the English version of coffee.

Grabbing the kettle, she filled it full of water and set it on the stove to boil. Alright! While that happens, she needs to start making breakfast! She pulled out to mugs and set them on the counter so they could be ready to be filled with their drinks were done. Walking to the fridge, she rummaged through the shelves to find out what could be paired with her waffles. As long as she wasn't being watched by her chef boyfriend, she wouldn't feel weird about cooking for him. Oh! Is that bacon she sees? Smiling, she grabbed the pork, the carton of eggs, a few potatoes and set them all on the counter. Tapping a finger against her lips as she looked through his spices. So many options! Finally choosing on cinnamon and sugar, she set them with the rest of the food, grabbing the things she would need for scratch made waffles. If she remembered them all correctly. She wouldn't lie, not everything she made was from scratch like him. She bought the easy make stuff a lot.

"Oh!" she spun around on the ball of her foot. Walking to the fridge, she grabbed butter and set it on the counter. Turning to the island, she bent down onto her knees and riffled through the cabinets for the waffle maker. "Waffle maker...Waffle maker..." she muttered to herself a few times before she finally found it. Setting it on the counter, she closed the cabinets and stood back up just in time to hear the kettle whistling. Pouring the boiling water over the tea bag, she let it steep a little while she grabbed the milk. She dunked the tea bag a few more times to make sure it was steeped and strong before pulling it out and adding the milk. Giving it a good stir, she grabbed the mug and jogged her way back upstairs. "Room service~" she cooed as she walked into his office and set the cup on his desk.

Lillian gave him a small smile in response to his thanks. At his motioning, she leaned in and readily gave him a quick kiss. She could see his gaze seemed rather unfocused and leaned against his desk with a soft sigh. Oh boy. "Hm...Nope! I take weekends off, kinda. I used to work all day, everyday, but Sela didn't get to see me all that much and it upset her. She used to scream and cry when I would leave for work, and when she got older, she used to get that disappointed, 'I know you hate me' kinda look. So, I decided that I'd take weekends off, or work from home, so we'd have time together," she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. "We started a tradition from that day on..." She paused as she looked out the window with a slight upturn of her lips. "Saturday mornings I make a big breakfast and we do something together like watch TV, or a movie, or whatever she wants really."

Turning her gaze back to him with a deep inhale. It was their time to bond together from her otherwise hectic work week. She was always so busy trying to make Sela's life the best she could possibly make it. From playing both parents, to going to school and working sixteen hour days. While Lysander was able to move out of their childhood home rather quickly after high school, she had so many things to do that she wasn't able too right away. The two of them had only been on their own for the last two years and she had to admit, not having people around to help her was hard. It was a learning curve for her, but she eventually got the hang of it; obviously.

Standing, she pushed at his shoulder gently, "You need to get some work done. If you get all your work done then...~" She leaned down, cupping a hand to the side of her mouth as she whispered to him. She whispered not only dirty things, but also sweet, romantic things. Leaning back from him, she smirked, "But only if you get your work done." Standing from the desk, she walked to the door, "Alright, I'm gonna make breakfast now."

Walking back down into the kitchen, feeling rather good about herself, Lillian quickly located all the utensils she was going to need to start making breakfast. Grabbing a large knife, she began cutting the potatoes after washing them. Turning on the stove, she set the skillet over the burner and put some butter in the pan before throwing in the pieces of cut up potato. Once the sizzle echoed in the kitchen, she spun around to grab salt, pepper and garlic. Adding each into the skillet, she moved them around to evenly coat the potatoes. Moving on, since those would take the longest, she mixed all the dry ingredients for the waffles and set the bowl aside. She poured herself a cup of coffee, adding milk and sugar before taking a drink. "Ah~ That's the stuff," she sighed happily as a smile slid across her lips. Setting the cup down beside the stove, she stirred up the potatoes once again before covering them to make sure they cooked all the way through.

Sela rolled around on the bed, huffing and smacking her lips as she did so. The smell of garlic wafted through the air causing her to unconsciously sniff at the air. Her crimson eyes snapped open. She jolted into a sitting position, rubbing her eyes tiredly and looking around the room. Where was her mommy? Sniffing the air once again, she blinked a few times until she felt more awake. Today was Saturday right? Yes! With a big grin on her face, she jumped out of bed and slowly opened the door. That must mean that her mommy was downstairs making breakfast. Peeking out into the hallway, she could see her daddy's office door open but that was about it; then again, she only glanced before her gaze fell to the stairs. Flinging the door open, she darted down the stairs, "Mommy!" Saturday! She was so happy that it was Saturday. Of course she liked hanging out with her daddy, but it had just been her and her mommy for a long time, there was a bond there that hadn't been developed between her and her daddy yet.

Lillian heard that shout from in the kitchen and looked at the clock. "Oh, well she's up a little earlier than expected. What a little fatty," she chuckled to herself. She knew exactly why Sela was up; she could smell the food. "Guess I have no choice now but to start the waffles..." she mumbled as she began finishing up the batter for the pastries. Plugging in the waffle maker, she looked over to see her daughter clambering into the kitchen with a huge smile. "Good morning mommy!" she greeted cheerfully as she hugged her. "Morning Little Rock," Lillian greeted back with a smile of her own, nose scrunching up slightly in the process. "Hey, do me a favor, go say 'good morning' to your daddy. But don't stay up there too long, he's working and.." "And we don't disturb people who are trying to work," Sela replied in a droll type of voice as if she were repeating something she had heard a million times before. "Right, now get going," she said with a form nod, as she spun her daughter around and gave her a light shove forward. With another big smile forming on her lips, she ran back up the stairs and to her daddy's office.

"Daddy! Daddy!" she called as she scurried into the room, almost tripping on the giant rug on the floor. As she dropped to her knees, she huffed out a grunt before pushing herself back up to her feet. Coming around the side of his desk, she climbed into his lap and let herself drop against his chest as she hugged him. "Morning daddy!"