Welcome Home Greeting ((Tyler))
Feb 13, 2010 20:50:59 GMT -5
Post by Holly Hale on Feb 13, 2010 20:50:59 GMT -5
Holly had been mostly enjoying her spring break, liking the fact that she didn't have any classes to go to or anything but wishing that Tyler would have had the same spring break as she had just because it would make life that much easier for her and not to mention that much more fun. Sure, they'd still spent a lot of time together - well as much as they could considering that he had class and each of them still had homework to do, but they always knew how to work around those things so that they could fit all of it into their day - and she had held true to her word of finding interesting ways to great him each and every single night that he came home. Of course she was at the better advantage of not having to wake up and go to class the next day but if he was losing some sleep because of their activities he hadn't complained about it yet to her and she seriously doubted that he would anytime soon either knowing Tyler, which she was more than okay with because the only thing that she wanted to hear from him while doing these things were positive reactions.
Tonight wasn't any exception to finding interesting enough ways to try and greet him, having gone about things pretty normally for the most part, cooking dinner and making sure that the apartment was clean of anything that could get in their way while trying to have sex later on. When she saw that it would be close to time for him to get home though she stripped out of all of her clothes and replaced them with a kitchen apron. She did have a bathrobe nearby in case anyone had to come to the door before Tyler got home - she didn't want a repeat of what had happened with Ayla that one time, especially since this would be so much more awkward than that had been - but she wasn't expecting anyone to be coming over tonight, just Tyler and he'd just come on in so everything was good. She glanced at the clock and saw that he should be home any minute, turning off the stove as she waited for him and wondering if the food that she'd made was going to be eaten any time tonight, knowing that it probably wouldn't be for a while if it was.