It was the morning after the night before and Stella stretched over to the right, it was cold. She didn’t think Mac would have left her without saying goodbye but then she smelt a burning smell. She smiled into her pillow when she realised what the other smell was…pancakes. Stella loved pancakes and Mac new it but she now knew that he couldn’t cook them! She looked on the floor for his boxers but they weren’t there she mentally slapped herself knowing Mac wouldn’t be walking around naked, shame. Stella stood up and walked towards his draws at the side of the room. Locating her treasure she slipped them on to her small frame and put on Mac’s shirt on which had been removed the night before.
She walked into Mac’s kitchen and sat on a stool by the island in the middle of the room. Mac didn’t realise that she was their and continued to dance around the kitchen while he tried to stop the pancakes burning even more.
‘Need any help?’
There was a sudden clatter as Mac dropped the spatula that he was holding and looked at Stella who still sitting down. ‘Thanks for the warning!’
A giggling Stella got off sit and walked towards Mac as he turned around to sort out the pancakes. He was just wearing his boxers which got Stella very excited. ‘I see you found wear I keep my underwear, what would you do if I put yours on?’
Stella slipped her fingers down the edge of Mac’s boxers and tried to tug them off, ’Why don’t we have a look?’
‘No way Miss Bonasera I prefer them on you but then again you look damn sexy in mine.’ Mac turned around and hosted Stella on to the work top. Just as they were getting hot and heavy the phone rang.
‘Arrr’, Mac moaned in frustration as he picked up the phone. ‘What’
‘Woohh Mac, who got out of the wrong side of the bed today!?!?,’ Flack asked down the phone.
‘Flack what do you want?’ Mac asked, Flack was keeping him from precious Stella-time.
‘Erm, we got a DB in a run down house on Staten Island’ Flack announced, ‘Can you and Stella go down and process’
Mac knew he was smiling down the phone, ‘Yeh of cause Flack I’ll ring her now we’ll meet you in about an hour’
‘Whatever you say Mac, see you there.’ Mac put down the phone and looked at Stella with a confused look on his face.
‘What?’
‘I swear Flack know you’re here!’ Mac said a little surprised.
‘Oh well, it’s not the end of the world,’ She kissed him lightly on the lips, ‘Come on let’s go safe the city! But first I need my back rubbed.’ With that she pulled him in to the bathroom.