Go out to Brunch

Eventually, after another ten minutes of kissing and absolutely failing to get out of bed, Jane finally lifts her head from your chest with a dramatic sigh.

“Okay,” she says reluctantly. “If we don’t leave soon, I’m going to become emotionally bonded to this mattress.”

You laugh softly while your hands rest comfortably against her waist beneath the blankets. “I thought you already were.”

“That’s fair,” Jane replies.

Sunlight spills warmly across the bed around both of you while the ocean rolls quietly outside beyond the balcony windows. Her hair’s still completely messy from sleep, your blankets tangled around both of your legs, and honestly the entire morning feels way too comfortable to interrupt.

But eventually Jane glances toward her phone on the nightstand again before looking back at you.

“There’s this brunch place a few streets over,” she says softly. “Apparently they have really good coffee.”

“That sounds suspiciously important to you.”

“I’m a nursing student,” Jane replies dramatically. “Coffee is medically necessary.”

You laugh quietly while she grins sleepily against you before kissing you one more time.

“C’mon,” she murmurs afterward. “Let’s actually go be productive humans for like… an hour.”

“That sounds ambitious.”

“Mhm,” Jane replies. “But I believe in us.”

Honestly? You’re not nearly as confident.

A little while later, the two of you finally separate long enough to get ready.

You’re fixing your shirt near the dresser when the bathroom door opens again.

And immediately you’re distracted all over again.

Jane walks back into the bedroom wearing a fitted pale blue tank top and light denim shorts that are just slightly too short on her in the most unfair way possible. The soft fabric of the tank hugs closely against her chest while the shorts contour perfectly against her hips and thighs, the frayed hem sitting high enough to show the very bottom curve of her ass whenever she moves.

Combined with her slightly messy beach hair and the sunlight spilling across her skin through the balcony windows, she looks effortlessly gorgeous in the kind of way that makes your chest tighten a little.

Unfortunately for you, Jane notices you staring almost instantly.

“There it is,” she teases while walking farther into the room.

“What?”

“The look,” Jane replies smugly. “The one where you completely stop functioning.”

You laugh quietly. “You’re very distracting.”

A faint blush warms her cheeks despite the obvious satisfaction in her smile afterward.

“Good,” she says softly.

Then she bends near the edge of the bed to grab one of her sandals off the floor.

And honestly? You never had a chance.

The denim shorts tighten perfectly across her body the second she bends down, the frayed hem riding up enough to expose even more of the soft underside of her ass while sunlight catches warmly against her thighs. For a second your brain completely short-circuits.

“You are absolutely staring at my ass right now,” Jane laughs without even turning around.

“Can you blame me?” you ask honestly.

She bites back a smile before glancing over her shoulder at you.

“No,” Jane admits softly.

Then she reaches for the second sandal slower this time, clearly enjoying your reaction now.

The movement makes the shorts ride up even higher while the curve of her ass presses perfectly against the denim, and honestly the fact that she KNOWS what she’s doing somehow makes it worse.

“Oh my god,” you laugh quietly. “You’re doing that on purpose.”

“Maybe,” she replies innocently while standing back up again.

The second she straightens fully, you step closer behind her instinctively until your crotch presses lightly against her ass. One of your hands settles carefully along her waist while the other brushes softly against her hip, and Jane lets out the quietest little laugh when she feels you against her.

“Told you,” she murmurs teasingly. “You stop functioning.”

“You make that difficult,” you admit quietly.

She shifts back against you slightly on purpose afterward, the movement slow enough to make your hands tighten instinctively at her waist while her ass presses teasingly against you through the thin denim shorts.

And honestly? That almost ends the entire brunch plan immediately.

Jane tilts her head slightly before turning in your arms until she’s facing you again, one hand sliding up along your chest while the other hooks loosely around the back of your neck.

Then she kisses you.Slow at first.

Warm sunlight spills through the bedroom around both of you while ocean air drifts softly through the cracked balcony door nearby. Your hands settle naturally against her hips while she presses herself closer against you again, the fitted tank stretching slightly against her chest from the movement.

The kiss deepens naturally after that. Not rushed. Just warm and affectionate and dangerously distracting.

At one point Jane sighs softly against your lips when your hands pull her closer, and suddenly it becomes significantly harder to remember that the two of you were supposed to be leaving the beach house anytime soon.

Eventually though, Jane pulls back just enough to rest her forehead lightly against yours while both of you smile a little breathlessly afterward.

“We should probably stop now,” she murmurs softly.

“That’s probably smart.”

“Because if we get back in bed,” Jane continues while trying unsuccessfully not to laugh, “we are absolutely not making it to brunch.”

Unfortunately?

She’s completely right.

A few minutes later, the two of you finally make it out the front door together with sunglasses, phones, and way less self-control than either of you probably should have around each other.

The ocean breeze hits immediately the second you step outside, warm sunlight reflecting brightly across the coastline while Jane slips her hand naturally into yours.

And somehow, just walking beside her already feels like the best part of the day.

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You chose to go out for brunch with Jane instead of staying in:

Relationship Status: +2%

The decision to spend the afternoon exploring together strengthens the playful excitement and romantic chemistry between you and Jane, making the relationship feel even more emotionally balanced between comfort and adventure afterward.

BF Points: +2 BF

Jane feels especially desired, confident, and emotionally connected after the affectionate morning together.

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