Page 107 of Only for Me

“Aight, I’ll be back. Don’t take your ass back to sleep. Always taking care of everybody else and not doing shit for yourself,” he mumbled as he left the room and I smiled again, letting my head sink deeper into the pillow.

When he returned, he had a bowl and a mug of tea, both of which he placed on the nightstand. I sat up and he sat next to me, while I reached for the bowl. After I ate enough to stop him from force feeding me, I put the bowl down and lifted the mug and groaned when I inhaled the aroma.

Orange Moroccan mint…

“You made my favorite tea.”

“Yeah.”

“Thank you. You put honey in it?”

He nodded. “That expensive ass whipped shit you use.”

He complained about my flavored whipped honey but I had seen him more than once putting the chocolate whipped one on his yogurt and granola. I drank some and instantly felt better. It was probably all in my mind from the fact that tea was my comfort go-to and Omiri made it for me, but either way, I felt a lot better.

“Your head still hurt?”

I nodded, drinking more. “They usually last for a day or two.”

“You sure you don’t want me to call the doctor? They can give you something.”

“I have pills but I hate taking them. They make me feel worse sometimes. I can just sleep it off. I’ll feel better in the morning. Thank you for this. It was sweet.”

He leaned in and kissed my temple. “You know I got you.”

I drank my tea and he told me about the show then took my empty dishes to the kitchen. When he came back, he stripped out of his clothes down to his briefs and worked the covers back. “Move over.”

“I thought you had game film you were supposed to view when you got home.”

“I’ll do it in the morning before I leave.”

“You leave at six.”

“Kari, move over and let me worry about that.”

I grinned and got out of the way, giving him enough space to get in beside me on my side of the bed. Once he was situated, I inched close to him and curled up against his body ,burying my face in his chest while he rubbed my back.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“Making me feel better.”

He kissed the top of my head. “I told you I got you. Always.”

“I know but I appreciate it.”

“And I’ll appreciate you taking your ass to sleep instead of acting like you owe me something for showing you the love you always show me.”

I grinned and rolled my eyes, regretting it when a sharp pain pulsed in my head.

“Stop fucking grinning and go to sleep.”

“You can’t see my face. How do you know I’m smiling?”

“I know you.”

I snuggled in closer and was drifting a few minutes later. This man’s warmth and his scent were like a natural sedative.