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Aria leapt out of bed, dashing down the hallway with a huge grin. She opened her mouth the scream “Good Morning” 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.
“Good morning, Aria,” 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.
“Oh, alright,” he whispered, covering Eleanor up with his side of the blanket and taking Aria’s hand, leading her into the kitchen. “Let’s make mom some breakfast, okay?”
They tiptoed into the kitchen, making sure to make as little noise as possible so breakfast would be a surprise for Eleanor.
“Can you flip pancakes in the air?” Aria was buzzing with energy, excited to get away from the norm for a while.
“I can,” he grinned, gathering supplies from the pantry and refrigerator.
“Without letting them fall to the ground!?” Aria whisper-yelled, blue eyes becoming huge in bewilderment.
“That’s right. You want to pour the ingredients in the bowl?”
“Yeah,” she excitedly ran away to grab a wooden stool to stand on, seeing as though she wasn’t 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.
“Can I do you?” Without waiting for a response, she dipped two fingers in and mimicked the markings he drew. She was thrown into another giggling fit and Jasper’s heart soared so high he thought it had permanently detached itself from his chest.
“Now we match.” Jasper helped Aria mix the ingredients before allowing her to do the rest of it.
“Like father and daughter!”
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 Aria’s 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 wasn’t 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 couldn’t teach her daughter, although she’d 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 couldn’t. She hadn’t 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 Aria’s dad?
“Hey, you’re up!” Jasper’s 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 they’d been standing for hours as Eleanor began to eat.
“Thank you,” Eleanor mouthed to him.
They were snuggled up on the couch as it poured outside, watching Disney’s Cinderella. It was Aria’s favorite Disney movie, mainly because of the music and mice. They were watching the scene where Cinderella dances with Prince Charming while singing “This Is Love” and of course Aria was dancing and singing along.
“Mommy, do you think I’ll ever find my Prince?”
“Of course, darling.” Jasper chuckled under his breath at the utter reality. Aria was an actual Princess and she would, quite literally, meet a Prince one day.
“Did you ever meet your special Prince?” Aria spun around as if she were waltzing with an imaginary friend.
“Um,” she trailed, looking to Jasper for help. “Kind of,” she finished.
That seemed to satisfy Aria as she turned around towards the television.
“Well that was awkward,” Eleanor whispered.
“I’m not your Prince Charming?” 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 hadn’t 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.
“I don’t know if you are or not.” 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.
“Would it be alright if-“
“Yes,” she interrupted, turning in his arms to face him after wiping her hands. His blue eyes were dark with desire and she couldn’t help but notice the growing bulge in his jeans.
“Absolutely,” she whispered, finally allowing her lips to meet his after over six years of being apart.
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