We finally landed back in Dallas at about 6pm. Tyler must've had some type of withdrawal from his dogs that he didn't tell me about since we drove from the airport straight to the doggy hotel. Marshall and Cash barked uncontrollably and frolicked amongst each other in the backseat of Tyler's Jeep, despite the heavy packing in the back. They would occasionally pop their heads in the front and lick Tyler's arms while he was driving. It felt good to be back in Dallas, and not have to worry about anything and everything like I did back home. I was already beginning to miss my mom and dad, but they promised they would keep in touch more often than they have been.
Tyler and I got ourselves situated and settled as soon as we got in the house. I fell asleep for the night as soon as I laid my body on the couch. When I woke up in the morning, it was already 11 AM and I was laying in an empty bed in Tyler's room. There was a bunch of loud shuffling downstairs which led me to hope that Tyler was cooking something to eat. I was still in my clothes from yesterday, but it wasn't anything to get worked up about since it was sweatpants and a VS PINK tank top.
I headed downstairs and saw Tyler putting dishes in the dishwasher. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets when I saw him- he never cleaned up after himself. "Are you going to ask for something later?" I asked leaning on the kitchen counter.
Tyler whipped his head towards me. He looked good as usual, but something was different- he shaved. "Why you say that?" He asked while wiping his hands on his shirt.
"You never put the dishes away." There was bacon sitting on the counter that I helped myself to. "Did you shave?"
"Yeah, I did it while you were sleep." His typical sly smile appeared on his face. "You like it?"
I shrugged. "It's alright. You were overdue for one anyways."
Tyler scoffed. "Yeah, and you were overdue for your blonde hair to come back."
"I know." I deadpanned. "That's why I dyed it back silly."
Tyler pursed his lips before heading back into the dining room with me following. We sat across from each other, taking in each other's bare morning faces. It was weird seeing Tyler with a hairless face, but it was something that I could get used to.
"Sav, I've been meaning to talk to you about something." Tyler's eyes glared at mine, sending chills down my body just like the first day we met.
I narrowed my eyes, preparing myself for whatever was about to go down. "And what's that, Tyler?"
He shifted in his seat and exhaled before answering my question. "Okay, so, I was thinking that you should go back to school." Tyler made a quick pause when he saw my confused face. "I say that because you said that you didn't think about what you wanted to do. And I want to help with that. You figure out what you want to do, and I'll pay for the classes."
I sighed and ran a hand over my face. Back to school? Tyler paying for it all? "Tyler, college is expensive-"
"And the sky is blue." He interrupted. "Sav, seriously don't start. I'll pay for everything. You don't have to worry about it. I understand how you feel now about not knowing what you want to do, and I want to help solve that."
I stared at him with my head laying on my hand. "I don't want you paying for everything, though." Tyler rolled his eyes. "Okay, how about this. I pay for the textbooks, because those are batshit expensive."
Tyler shrugged. "If you want to, then go ahead. I just want to make sure you get everything you deserve, and you deserve a lot."
I couldn't help but smile. "You're such a loser."
Tyler smiled at me. "Takes one to know one. So what are you gonna do?"
I gave him a confused look. "I'm supposed to choose now?"
"Yes." Tyler laughed. "You said you liked writing. Pick something with writing in-"
"Okay Tyler," I interrupted. "First off, I have to find a college first. Then, I have to see what classes they have. I can't just say 'Oh, I like writing so I'm going pick something with writing in it'. College doesn't work like that."
Tyler gave me a cynical look. "Well then find a college or something. I don't want you going back to UNT though. Kicking them out of your dorm was a bitch move, and I can't support schools like that."
"Well honestly, I might have to re-enroll there because I don't know anywhere else that's closer." I said rubbing my eyes.
Tyler scoffed loudly. "Looks like you're going to be taking a hike then be-"
"Tyler!" I cried out. "Stop. I'll go get my laptop and see what we can do." I headed upstairs and got my Macbook and turned it on.
Tyler got up out of his seat and sat next to me. "Sav, I'd honestly rather you go to like, a community college before you even bother with UNT. Just saying."
"Thanks for the input Tyler, but if push comes to shove, I'm most likely going to have to go there again. Like I just said." I smiled at him before pulling him in for the first kiss of the day.
My laptop turned on and everything was hard to read. The words were a bit blurry, and that's when I remembered I needed my glasses whenever I got on my laptop. I never wore them for anything else besides that and reading. "I need my glasses, I'll be back."
"You wear glasses?" Tyler shrieked. I knew the question was coming and it made my stop in my tracks. "You never told me that."
"Yeah, because I barely wear them. I only need them for occasions like these." I headed up the stairs before Tyler could rip me a new one. They were in my nightstand next to my bed. I tried them on and looked at myself in the mirror before heading downstairs. I looked like a total blockhead, and I knew Tyler was going to make the cheesiest chirps to date when he saw me.
I shuffled down the steps slowly and made my way back to my seat with my cheeks burning. Tyler looked at me and a sly smile instantly spread across his face. "Holy shit," He laughed out. "You look like a total MILF Sav." I narrowed my eyes at him with my tongue in my cheek. He pulled at my sweatpants laughing. "You should've told me that you wore glasses, holy fuck you look sexy. Like the naughty school girl that stays after school in those typical pornos-"
"I get it, Tyler." I said sitting down in my seat. "Can you let me be?" I whipped my head towards him and he instantly took it as an opportunity to grab my face and kiss me. It felt good, so I let my hands grab his head quickly before I came back to my senses. I pulled away, but Tyler had other plans and kept his hands on my arms. "Tyler, not right now."
"Later on then?" He raised an eyebrow. "You did say you were going to be off your period by now."
I rolled my eyes and logged into my computer. "Can we talk about this later?" Down south was saying otherwise, but I had to put my foot down. "You were just pressuring me to find a-"
"No one was pressuring you, stop exaggerating." Tyler said. He ran a hand through my hair and examined the ends. "Did you find anything yet?"
"Can I get onto Google first?" I snapped. Tyler flashed an amused grin which led to a laugh.
"Okay, my bad babygirl. I forgot how feisty you can get." He mumbled with a small smile on his face.
"Okay seriously though, I already have a good idea of what I want to do." I said quietly. Tyler looked up at me with a genuine smile and a raised eyebrow. "I really want to do something in like, writing obviously, and psychology. How's that sound? And I'll just figure out and fill out the extra classes, I guess."
"Is that what you want?" Tyler asked. "I mean, if it is then go ahead and do what you need to do." His hands were still in intertwined in my hair.
"Okay. But UNT has those classes, that's what I'm trying to say, though." I stared at him. Tyler let go of my hair and sighed before shrugging.
"Go ahead then. It's your choice anyways." He gave me a fake smile that made me roll my eyes.
"I don't see what the problem is. It's close enough for me to live here while going which will make the tuition cheaper, and I can easily drive there. I don't blame them for kicking me out, because it's like I'm hogging up a dorm room that someone else could be using." I looked for the school's phone number on their website. "You're tripping for no reason Tyler, that's all I'm saying."
He laid his head on the table and began typing on his phone. "Who are you texting?" I mumbled, still surfing the website. "One of your girls on the side?"
Tyler exhaled and continued to type on his phone. "No, I'm actually texting my friend, that's a guy. Is that okay with you?"
"The one you were on the phone with at the beach?" I asked. Tyler nodded.
"I have to tell you something, but you have to promise you can't freak on me. I forgot to tell you, and don't ask how I forgot because I really don't know." He lifted his head off of the table and leaned forward.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Why would I make that promise?"
"Because you might flip out on me really bad."
I sighed and turned in my chair to face Tyler. "What is it?"
"Okay, so you know how there's an award show for sports, and it's called the ESPY's?" Tyler paused and I nodded. "Well, I kind of have to go, and I'm going with my friend Mike, the one I told you about. It's this week, and it's in LA."
My eyes almost popped out of my head for the second time that day. "LA? As in Los Angeles? And how are you getting there Tyler?" I couldn't help but shriek out my questions. What the hell was with this last minute shit?
"By plane? How else would I get there?" He asked nonchalantly. I sighed loudly in an attempt to suppress my raging anger.
"And you didn't think to tell me earlier? Tyler, are you insane? So I'm expected to stay here right, as usual and frolic around the house by myself while you get shitfaced drunk. Okay. Fine, I don't care. Go." I shook my head and ran my hands through my hair. "You seriously couldn't tell me-"
"I just told you I forgot!" Tyler yelled out with a cynical laugh.
"Okay, whatever Tyler. I don't care. You should've remembered. Who forgets they're flying out to LA?" I turned my laptop off and shut it.
"Maybe I was too busy being caught up with you?" Tyler said.
I yanked my laptop off the table and stood up. "Whatever Tyler. When are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow?" He said nervously.
"Tomorrow?" I screamed out. "You've lost your fucking mind, please do not talk to me for the rest of the day. You're so fucking stupid, how do you fucking forget your flying to LA! I don't get it! But if it was me, I would get flipped out on right?"
Tyler ran a hand through his hair with a small smile. "Sav, what do you think you're doing now? Celebrating?"
"Why should I?" I yelled out. "Are you even nominated for anything? The Stars didn't even make the playoffs, so what's the point of you even going?"
Tyler's usual scheming face changed drastically, his jaw clenching. "Was that really necessary? I mean, I think you already got your point across with the usage of fuck every other word."
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever Tyler, leave me alone." I stormed up the steps and slammed the door to my room.
Did he think not telling me was necessary? I didn't want to be away from Tyler, especially not right now. Why did he have to go, especially now? I know that he has friends, and that they want to hang out with him, but I honestly wanted him to myself, for one extra day. Maybe he did need to get out and have fun, especially through what I put him through the past week. I threw my laptop on the bed and headed back downstairs. Tyler was still sitting at the table, this time with his head down.
"Tyler." I spat. He lifted his head and looked at me. "Sorry. I didn't mean it."
"No, you meant it." He said with a smile. "You just didn't mean to say it like that. Come here."
I hated him, but it didn't stop me from making my way over to him. Tyler stood up and pulled me towards him by my waist. "I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry. I don't want you to leave, but you do have friends so I guess I can't be too clingy and angry."
Tyler let go of me and lifted my chin up. "And I guess I can't get too annoyed when you're yelling at me since I know how you are, now can I?" He kissed me, and let his lips wander to my cheeks. "You still look like a MILF with those fucking glasses on." Tyler began working on my neck, the spot he knew where I was the weakest. A little moan left my mouth which gave him a sense of achievement and caused him to smile.
I was weak under his touch. It wasn't much longer that I could put up this passive attitude towards him, so I gave the sly son of a bitch what he wanted. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his chiseled waist, as his large tattooed arms wrapped around my minuscule body compared to his. Tyler slowly made his way up the steps, being careful not to trip over anything.
We made it to his bedroom, and he slammed me onto the bed. My glasses shifted and I adjusted them which made Tyler go crazy. He yanked at my sweatpants while still piling kisses on top of kisses all over my face. Before I knew it, his hands went to my heat and began working me up. The moans rolled off of my tongue instantly, which gave him all the pleasure he wanted.
"You would never think how easy you get off with the attitude you always show me, you know that?" Tyler mumbled into my ear while I clawed at his back, my legs shaking.
"And you would never think how dominant you were in bed with the way you let me yell at you, you know that?" I chided back, trying to keep my tone consistent despite the waves of pleasure rolling over me.
"You're something else, Savannah." Tyler smiled as I reached my orgasm. He pulled his dick out and positioned himself before entering into me. "I love it though."