Take Me to Church

I woke up to the sound of the bathroom door opening and closing, along with footsteps walking across the carpeted floor.

I didn't say anything as my husband walked through the room with only a towel covering him. Instead, I lay there watching as he started grabbing clothes out of the closet with his back facing me. "Do you like what you see?" He asked over his shoulder, not bothering to look at me.

His accent was mixed in heavy with his words- it was a beautiful sound to wake up to every day.

"How did you know I was awake?" I asked, stretching my body out. I heard him chuckle ever so lightly, before the bed dipped under his weight. The now cold water fell from his hair, and landed on my bare shoulder. It sent a shiver up my spine. He was quick to kiss my shoulder where the water droplet had landed, before looking into my eyes. "Because, whenever you watch me like that, I can feel it. Like you've got heat vision or something, love." He laughed at me.

Smiling, I reached up and wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him down against me. "Can we stay in bed today?" I sighed, looking back into his eyes. "I wish we could; but we have work to do. Gemma's going to be gone part of the day, so they're going to need you at the shop."

I groaned loudly at the sound of his words. "Then I guess I should get dressed, huh?" I sighed, removing my arms from around him. He flashed a quick smiled before pressing a small kiss to my lips. "Aye, now get up." He winked.

He climbed off of me and moved to finish getting dressed; leaving me to do the same. I climbed out of the bed, not bothering to cover my bare body as I moved over to the dresser. I ignored the feeling of my husband watching me as I began to pick out clothes. I pulled on a black bra and matching underwear before moving over to the closet. There, I picked a pair of dark blue, ripped jeans. A white, almost see through, tank top and purple plaid over shirt. I shoved my feet down into a pair of Jeffery Campbell boots before walking into the bathroom.

The mirror was still slightly steamed over, so I used my hand to wipe the condensation away from the mirror. Once I was able to see myself, I continued to get dressed by doing my hair and makeup.

I ran a brush through my hair before pulling the land strands over my shoulder and braiding it tightly. Then, I applied a small amount of make up before deciding I was finished. My make up consisted simply of bright red lipstick, and sharp winged eyeliner around my eyes.

When I walked back into the bedroom, I wasn't surprised to see my husband standing there with a cup of coffee; waiting on me. "Thank you." I smiled, taking the cup from him. I took a sip of the hot liquid before setting the cup down on top of the night stand. Reaching into the top drawer, I picked up my gun, and made sure the magazine was loaded before hiding it on my person.

It was then that Chibs stepped forward, placing his hands on the sides of my face. "I love you, Kaela." He whispered, pushing my bangs out of my face. "I love you too, Filip." I smiled, pulling him down by his cut for a kiss.

We stood like that for a few moments, exchanging small kisses before deciding it was time to go. I drove the car, while he followed along behind me on his bike. So far, it had been a good start to our day; though I couldn't help but feel like something bad was coming our way.