"What do you want to be?" He asks me grabbing my face between his hands until our noses graze each other.
"I don't know" I whisper feeling his warmth minty breath on my lips. Breathing him in.
"I don't want to be just friends either. But you're going through a lot right now. Maybe we take day by day. Until everything is better and we'll go from there." He kisses my forehead and intends to release me but I hold onto his hands leaving them on my face.
"Kiss me" I whisper staring into his eyes. I don't know why I just asked him that but being next to him makes me dizzy and lose all train of thoughts.
His eyes widen a bit at my boldness. We're not doing a scene. There's no cameras. We've never really kissed before. Only when I was thirteen and I kissed his cheek on his 11th birthday because that's what he wanted for his birthday. A kiss from me. That's it.
And now 26 year old me is asking him.
"Are you sure?" He questions me. Today has been rough but I want to forget. Just for one moment at least.
"Yes" I breathily say as we get closer, our lips grazing.
In an instant his lips are on mine and everything seizes to exist. It's just him and me in our own little bubble. No one here to stop us or tell us what to do.
It's soft and sweet. As his lips skillfully part with mine, taking his time to consume my whole entire being. It's short and ends with a chaste kiss on the lips. He reluctantly pulls away smiling down at me and I smile up at him.
"That should've been our first kiss." He says quietly pondering how we came to this position.
"I agree but I liked kissing you the other way too." I lick my lips smiling at him still. I feel giddy and so much better than how I felt moments ago.
He smirks "I meant not in front of anyone."
"Hmmm" I pull him by the neck and kiss him quickly on the lips.
He blushes and says "Well on the bright side now we have a video of us we can watch."
"Yes" I kiss him again, licking his bottom lip. He opens his mouth giving me entrance and I slide my tongue inside brushing his. He groans picking me up by my thighs and places me on his lap.
He pulls away breathing heavily "us and billions of other people." He kisses down my jaw, my neck, nipping and licking me. I go to grab his head and play with his hair when suddenly he pulls away.
"Bryan?" I question him looking into his eyes as they darken.
"I- uh" he closes his eyes and when he opens them whatever what was in his eyes moments ago is gone. He picks me up and puts me back on my side. "We shouldn't do this."
My heart skips a beat. "W-what?" I fix my hair pushing it behind my ears.
His eyes soften. "Not like this." He lays down and I copy his movements as we look at each other.
He cups my face, brushing my hair back. "Only when you're okay. Not now, not after..." he touches my neck.
I forgot I have bruises on my neck and I touch it softly. Of course I'm damaged goods. Who would want me?
"I like you okay?" I nod my head "let's go to sleep. It's been a long day love."
My chest warms again with the word love.
"Love?" When we were kids he use to call me love and I didn't think anything of it. It's a term of endearment from where he's from. I never heard him say it to someone else. However, as an adult it's a totally different meaning.
Maybe he says it to every woman now?
Bryan smiles cheekily "love." He shakes his head and kisses my forehead once again and lays back on the pillow.
"You've always been my love."
...
In the morning, he was gone. He had work to attend to and I had breakfast with Tommy, my mom and brother.
My brother couldn't stop asking questions about Bryan. My mom was totally for it saying we were always together when we were younger.
How can I not remember that? All I remember is an annoying kid.
Now, I'm on the way to the police station to write a report on Enrique and then to find a lawyer. My brother says he has a friend that's a lawyer that will meet up with us after.
My mom offered to watch Tommy walking around in the stroller outside as Spencer and I walk in.
They escort us to a private room. Two officers walk in.
"Hello I'm officer Fernando and this is my partner officer Bennett." The two men sit in the chairs in front of us with notepads and a recording device.
I tell them everything. I tell them about yesterday, I tell them about a few days prior when he raped me. I show them the pictures I have on my phone, I take off my scarf and show them the bruises and cuts on my skin from the mirror yesterday. I also have a bruise on my ribs from him throwing me on the ground yesterday.
They surprisingly didn't judge me for my profession. They didn't question anything about me but questioned everything about him. They told me to do a temporary restraining order for the time being for Tommy and I. They also told me they'd be arresting him and charging him for aggravated assault and battery, and rape.
I was stunned to see how fast the process was and they said they'd keep in contact with me.
Spencer and I are now sitting in a booth at a coffee shop near the station waiting for his friend.
I blow on my hot chocolate, engulfing the warmth it gives me as I hold onto the cup with my hands.
"So who's this friend?"
Spencer blushes picking up his coffee and drinking it even though it's scalding hot.
He sighs pursing his lips "someone I've been seeing."
"What?!" I gape, my brother has never had a boyfriend. Never.
"I know I know. It's shocking but honestly he's really nice. We're not boyfriends but we're taking it slow." He bites his lip smiling about his friend.
"Does he know what you do?"
Not everyone is okay with this kind of profession and sometimes it's really hard to find someone who going to love you for you.
"He does. He uh watches me" he whispers giggling.
"Oh my god he goes with you?" I cover my mouth gasping.
"Yes." He blushes "he really enjoys what I do."
"That's so fucking hot, you lucky slut!" I say crossing my arms.
He giggles some more "Just don't bring it up because he's very conservative."
That makes me laugh because my brother found a freak just like him but only on the down low.
"I won't I promise." I grin grabbing a piece of banana bread and eating it. I break a piece and give it to Tommy. He eats it happily.
My mom left, having to go work so I have Tommy with me but that's okay because he makes everything better.
A man arrives, assuming he's Spencer's friend and he is fine. Tall, dressed in a navy suit, black gelled hair and crystal blue eyes.
Whoa brother.
I smile as he walks up to Spencer calling him babe and kissing his cheek and wrapping one arm around his body as they greet each other.
Friends my ass.
"Hi I'm Spencer's sister Emma." I take my hand out for him to shake and he shakes his head at me sliding into my booth hugging me instead.
The hug catches me off guard but I'm a sucker for hugs so he seems great so far. "I'm Mateo."
We pull apart and I introduce Mateo to Tommy as well. We start having conversations and ordering food. He holds Spencer's hand the whole time on top of the table. It's cute that he shows what they have off.
I've never had that. Enrique has never done that.
We talk about the divorce, in just a few words and he says I have a great case that I will most likely win. Win what exactly? I don't know.. I guess child support because I don't want anything else from him. He can keep the house. He can keep everything. Just not Tommy or the car I bought myself.
"Everything will be okay. It might get ugly at first, considering his actions. But the process of divorce should be easy since both of you no longer want to be together."
I nod agreeing with everything he tells me. He's a nice guy, knows his stuff and surprisingly is only 33 years old. Almost ten years older than my brother. He totally caught a real man.
A/n:
I smell another book forming... hehehe