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Aria leapt out of bed, dashing down the hallway with a huge grin. She opened her mouth the scream βGood Morningβ but before she could, her eyes rested on the sleeping couple on the couch. Jasper and Eleanor lied on opposite sides, legs entwined beneath the thin blanket. She could barely hold back her tiny giggle.
Jasper woke to a tiny fingernail on his nose, running lightly up and down the bridge.
βGood morning, Aria,β he whispered, opening one eye quickly in an attempt to scare her. She squealed in delight before putting a finger to her lips and pointing to her sleeping mother. Β Β Β Β
βOh, alright,β he whispered, covering Eleanor up with his side of the blanket and taking Ariaβs hand, leading her into the kitchen. βLetβs make mom some breakfast, okay?β
They tiptoed into the kitchen, making sure to make as little noise as possible so breakfast would be a surprise for Eleanor.
βCan you flip pancakes in the air?β Aria was buzzing with energy, excited to get away from the norm for a while.
βI can,β he grinned, gathering supplies from the pantry and refrigerator.
βWithout letting them fall to the ground!?β Aria whisper-yelled, blue eyes becoming huge in bewilderment.
βThatβs right. You want to pour the ingredients in the bowl?β
βYeah,β she excitedly ran away to grab a wooden stool to stand on, seeing as though she wasnβt quite tall enough to reach over the counter. As she was pouring the correct amount of pancake mix into the bowl, Jasper dipped his finger in it and painted her face like a warrior, making her giggle.
βCan I do you?β Without waiting for a response, she dipped two fingers in and mimicked the markings he drew. She was thrown into another giggling fit and Jasperβs heart soared so high he thought it had permanently detached itself from his chest.
βNow we match.β Jasper helped Aria mix the ingredients before allowing her to do the rest of it.
βLike father and daughter!β
Jasper audibly gulped and all he could come up with was:
She woke to the smell of pancakes and tea; which was one of the things she missed the most about living with other adults. Eleanor opened her eyes to find a plate full of food covered in cling wrap, along with a cup of tea.
Just as she was about to panic, she heard Ariaβs laughter from outside. She stretched and stood, listening to the joints in her knees and ankles pop as she walked to the screen door. She definitely wasnβt as young as she used to be.
Jasper and Aria were standing by the water, pebbles in hand. She assumed he was teaching her how to skip rocks. Eleanor had never been able to do it, so she couldnβt teach her daughter, although sheβd been asking how to do it since she was four.
This is what she wanted. She wanted someone to be able to teach her the things Eleanor couldnβt. She hadnβt realized it when she left the palace six-ish years ago that her daughter actually needed a father. Maybe Jasper was the right person to be Ariaβs dad?
βHey, youβre up!β Jasperβs voice shook Eleanor out of her thoughts. Aria was beaming with pride as she told Eleanor, in detail, how she learned to skip a rock. They all fell onto the couch as if theyβd been standing for hours as Eleanor began to eat.
βThank you,β Eleanor mouthed to him.
They were snuggled up on the couch as it poured outside, watching Disneyβs Cinderella. It was Ariaβs favorite Disney movie, mainly because of the music and mice. They were watching the scene where Cinderella dances with Prince Charming while singing βThis Is Loveβ and of course Aria was dancing and singing along.
βMommy, do you think Iβll ever find my Prince?β
βOf course, darling.β Jasper chuckled under his breath at the utter reality. Aria was an actual Princess and she would, quite literally, meet a Prince one day.
βDid you ever meet your special Prince?β Aria spun around as if she were waltzing with an imaginary friend.
βUm,β she trailed, looking to Jasper for help. βKind of,β she finished.
That seemed to satisfy Aria as she turned around towards the television.
βWell that was awkward,β Eleanor whispered.
βIβm not your Prince Charming?β Jasper joked, his hands on her waist as he whispered in her ear. She attempted, and failed, to hide her shiver as he kissed the spot below her ear that he knew she loved so much.
She hadnβt had sex in a very long time, so even the thought of Jasper in her bed made her feel aroused. Eleanor was actually having a hard time focusing on washing the dishes because of him.
βI donβt know if you are or not.β She rolled her neck to the side to allow him better access. He nipped at her soft skin with his teeth, causing her to moan quietly and drop the dishes in the sink, giving up.
βWould it be alright if-β
βYes,β she interrupted, turning in his arms to face him after wiping her hands. His blue eyes were dark with desire and she couldnβt help but notice the growing bulge in his jeans.
βAbsolutely,β she whispered, finally allowing her lips to meet his after over six years of being apart.
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