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"Ah, an ice-cold chocolate drink after a nice bath and delicious breakfast... I won't be able to live without you anymore, Trev," I confessed with a pleased smile as I took another sip of my delicious drink.
Trevor has been kind enough to buy me a fridge only for my chocolate drinks. It has different flavor combinations, and what I enjoyed the most is the classic milk chocolate.
Trevor and I decided to laze around in the library, both of us seated on the comforter he laid down. I was busy checking my computer for school-related emails, while Trevor sat beside me, his hand brushing my hair, while he read a book on finance.
"Baby, did the school send you their confirmation email? About you finishing your studies through online lessons?"
"Wait a minute. I'll check again." I refreshed my inbox and a new message popped up. "Okay, here it is. They approved my request, Trev!" I turned to Trevor who set aside his book and offers me a warm smile and a kiss on my forehead.
"That's good news, baby. They work fast, considering that you sent that request yesterday." I know what he's talking about.
"Stop looking so innocent, Trev. I knew you had a hand in this," I accused with a raised brow, amused.
"Guilty as charged. I just don't want you to have a hard time with the small stuff. Are you mad that I intervened?" Trevor reached for my hand and dropped several kisses.
I used my free hand to caress his cheek. "I'm not mad. In fact, I am grateful. I am beginning to see the perks of having a mafia boss as a boyfriend," I said with a playful smile, and Trevor chuckled.
"Are you enjoying it?" Trevor tugged my hand so that I can sit on his lap. I rubbed his shoulders and settled on his nape.
"Definitely. I'm looking forward to future perks, Trev. Anyway, I want to apologize again for last night," I chewed my lips nervously and darted my eyes around but on him.
"For? Did you do something wrong? Look at me, Jesse. I won't get mad," he reassured me with a smile, making me groan and roll my eyes.
"I know. Thank you for spoiling me, but be careful. I might take advantage of your kindness, Trev. Always keep your guards up."
Instead of taking my warning seriously, he just smirked and pinched my cheek, earning a glare from me, as I rubbed my hurt cheek. "Baby, if you intend to do that, next time, don't warn me, okay? You basically foiled your plan."
"Shut up. At least, I told you. But I will not do that to you. You are important to me, and they will face my wrath if they ever take advantage of you." I'm the only one who can tease Trevor and mess with him from time to time. Anyone who dares to hurt my man will never see the light of day.
"Baby, relax. You're turning red and your nose is flaring. I will never let anyone take advantage of me; you're an exception. I will gladly welcome your advances, if you know what I mean." Trevor wiggled his brows and squeezed my inner thigh.
"Trev!" I slapped his arm, but the pervert brute just laughed and stole a kiss from me. Sensing that we would be arguing over something inevitable, I just released a deep sigh and shook my head.
"I'm sorry, baby. I love you." Hearing him say those words makes me want to let him know my feelings; that those two weeks with him was enough to make me fall, but I still need an assurance that Trevor will not bail on me.
Fuck my deep-seated trust issues.
I just smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. "You're very important to me too, Trevor. Sorry for freaking out last night. I wasn't able to hear your side. Will you tell me?" I felt him kiss the top of my head and sighed.
"We won't be engaged right away if that's what you're scared of. My family just wants to meet you--"
"That's not it! I am scared, but not because I am going to be engaged to you," I clarified when his tone wavered. It was only subtle, but I just realized how I hurt Trevor by overreacting every time he brings up the engagement party.
"I would love to be tied to you. Your sweet, kind, you spoil me and loved me so much, you take care of me, and you make me feel good. Being with you makes everything worth it, Trevor. It's just that... what if your family won't like me. I'm a man, Trev. Julian said that gender doesn't matter, but they must be expecting an heir from you," I finally admitted, as I tried to keep the tears at bay.
"I... can't give you a child, Trev. Now that I think about it, what gets me so scared is the possibility that you will leave once you decided and realized that you want a child. What if I'm married to you then, and became so dependent on you? I would be so heartbroken, Trevor. I can't bring myself to truly accept your feelings because I am so fucking scared. I know that I'm a mess, have trust issues, and maybe have some issues I wasn't able to discover yet." I roughly wiped the tears that I failed to hold and stifled my sobs.
I looked straight into his amber eyes; they were blank and unreadable. My chest tightened and my heart began to race. "I don't know why, but despite all of those worries... my heart yearns for you. I always look forward to our lunch dates and seeing you waiting for me after class hours gives me a sense of relief. Imagining a life without you tears me to shreds, but because of you, I am doing my best to be brave. Bring on the pain, but I love you so much, and I would love to become your husband. I love you, Trevor. So much that my chest feels it's about to explode."
A lone tear fell from his eyes and Trevor's face expressed a very raw emotion. He let me see a vulnerable side of him, and that is something priceless.
"Now you know how I feel, baby. Never in my life did I expect that love can make you feel so much love until it hurts. I love you, Jesse. All of you. I will not marry anyone that is not you. You invaded my mind and set a colony in my heart."
"Okay, the last line is cheesy. Who taught you?" Trevor cleared his throat and tried to keep a calm face, but his reddening ears told me otherwise.
"Really?" I nodded and leaned forward to taste his lips. "I'll fucking kill Yohan. I was saving it for my proposal, but thank goodness I didn't."
In a fit of laughter, Trevor caught my lips and it was so amazing. I didn't know that you could feel so many emotions in a kiss. As for me, I poured my pent-up feelings and applied the things he taught me. When I heard his sexy moans and felt his poking, hard member, I knew I did a good job.
We pulled apart after a few minutes, my lips tingly and swollen from his rough and hungry kiss. "You literally devoured my lips, Trev." My index fingers touched my lower lip, and I could still feel his soft lips against mine.
Trevor wiped the tear stains away and smiled. "Baby, I promise to drive your fears away. You don't have to worry about me needing an heir because I have my sister for that. She declared that she will produce an exquisite heir for the family, though that's still up for debate. She's only thirteen."
"Your sister is hilarious, Trevor. Oh my God." I am imagining a mini-version of Trevor saying such things. "I think we're going to get along, your sister and I."
Trevor nodded and rubbed the edges of my eyes. "I agree. She's so excited to meet you. She's the reason why I'm introducing you to the family tomorrow. She will go on a hunger strike if she doesn't get a glimpse of you in our home, at exactly ten in the morning tomorrow."
"Are you serious?" I exclaimed with wide eyes and a jaw on the floor.
"Yes. I was planning to introduce you next week. I don't want you to be uncomfortable," he explained, and now I feel more embarrassed for freaking out. I should've tried to listen last night. Lesson learned.
"How many siblings do you have?" I accepted my chocolate drink from Trevor and the sense of relief and calmness it offered me was divine.
"Three. I have a fraternal twin. His name is Marc. My sister's name is Diana."
"You have a twin?! Wow. That surprised me. No offense meant," I immediately added, but Trevor didn't mind.
"Yeah. Marc doesn't want to inherit, and since I was already involved at an early age, there was no problem."
I nodded and clutched my stomach. The heavy feeling remains. With a strained expression, I looked at him. "Trev, I just need to make sure. Are you sure you don't want an heir? We can try surrogacy," I suggested, imagining a mini-Trevor following me around. He would be so adorable.
"Baby... unless it's coming from you, I have no intention of having a child," he replied in a serious tone, and with finality.
"Um... illegitimate children, perhaps? For your successor? Don't mafia families have a lot of illegitimate children?"
Trevor chuckled softly and pulled me in for a hug. "That's so adorable, baby, but that's not going to happen. I don't know what kind of movies you watched, but the men in my family are loyal and devoted. Also, I'm gay and a daddy dom. I have specific standards."
"I see. You're gay and a daddy dom... what?!" I pulled away suddenly, shocked and bewildered. "You're gay and a daddy dom?"
"Baby... repeating it won't make it unreal. You heard me correctly. Now, any other questions?"
"Was God finally able to read my letter? This is too good to be true," I breathed out and I sobered up instantly.
"You wrote to God that you want a gay, daddy dom?" Trevor asked, amusement dancing in his eyes.
I shrugged my shoulders and nodded. "Well, it won't hurt to try. Also, you're here, so it was worth the wait. God really loves me," I said with a smug smile, and Trevor just pulled me back in his arms with a chuckle, as we spend the day snuggling.
Wait a minute. Am I forgetting something? Never mind. Trevor's so warm and comfy. Might as well sleep.
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