Chapter Seventy Nine

Caden Point of View

"Looks like the girls are asleep." She says, as we walk inside.

We crash on the couch, with wide smiles.

"I loved today, Thank you." She says, kissing my cheek.

"I need to get out of the cloth." She gestures at herself.

"So do I." I get up, dropping the junks on the table.

I peel off my clothes, knowing if I leave it in a puddle on the floor, she'll vex, so I place it in the basket.

I pull on shorts and a Marvel top, I wonder why she chose to get undressed in the bathroom, away from me, I could go in there, but I don't intrude on her personal space.

I walk back to the Living Room, put on the TV, continuing our marathon of How I Met Your Mother.

I grab a bag of cheetos, when she walks out with a blanket, and another of my shirt.

"When do you take these shirts, how do I not know?" I ask with a grin.

She takes the Cheetos from me, sitting on my laps. I notice she's wearing the Monalisa socks I got her, when we were in New Orleans. She stares at my empty feet, shakes h