She dragged him to the sink, and pumped a thin stream of water. There were bloody blisters forming on his fingers. Sweetheart! Lana snapped, and grabbed his hand. He held his hand and kicked the table behind him. Oh! he cried out, dropping the scorching hot bacon. He reached into the pan and snatched a few pieces of the bacon that was sizzling. He kissed her again and snaked his hand behind her. Her violet eyes with black lashes flickering off them, her thin, blue eyebrows, fair complexion, dainty nose, and small, pink mouth which held so much love, didn't appeal to some, but it was the only face Link would ever love, because it was Lana's face. She pulled back and smiled her pristine white smile.
He kissed her belly, he moved his mouth up her stomach to her chest, up her neck, and he put his right hand behind her head and kissed her on her lips again. She turned completely to face him, and he put his hands on her now watermelon-sized belly.
He lifted his head and kissed her on the lips, softly. Morning, luv, she said and turned her head and kissed his mop of straw hair. Morning sweeting, he mumbled through her shoulder. He moved his hands to hug her from behind and wrapped his hands around her, nuzzling her neck with his nose. He entered his kitchen and snuck up behind the figure with the long blue hair, light blue pajama tights, and slightly translucent blue lingerie shirt. He pulled a pair of brown leather boots on and followed the bacon smell. He stood up and stretched his arms, yawning loudly as he did so. He rolled off of his straw bed and placed his legs firmly on the floor. Link woke to the smell of bacon wafting throughout his house. If you enjoyed this book, please encourage your friends to download their own copy from their favorite authorized retailer. This book remains the copyrighted property of the author, and may not be redistributed to others for commercial or non-commercial purposes. Published by JLB Creatives Publishing at Smashwords
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