Fantasies

April Fools

Shawn and I have been dating for almost two years now and have grown so comfortable in our relationship and so in love with each other, I don't want to jinx it, but I could see us lasting forever.

I can't believe I had spent so much time denying my feelings for him. Had I known being with him would be like this; so deep, visceral, like two souls meant for each other, maybe I would've said yes sooner. But I believe everything happens for a reason and the timing of Shawn and I was exactly how it was supposed to happen.

As I'm sitting in the backyard of our LA home, I can't help but giggle quietly as I watch my love and our son play tug of war. Tarzan has gotten so big and so strong. He's still a growing boy and while Shawn can still beat him now, I know it will only be a matter of time before Tarzan is the one dragging Shawn across the yard.

Never in a million years did I picture this life for myself. Never did I think I'd be with the one man who started off as my best friend, and turned into the love of my life.

Occupying myself with my book again, I hear an out of breath Shawn and a panting Tarzan come up beside me. Shawn taking the book from my hands, places it on the little table next to my chair before laying down on top of me, his face on my chest, in a big sweaty mess. Tarzan seems to want to join as well as he jumps up on top of Shawn and lays down on his back so I have two sets of beautiful brown eyes looking at me.

"I-I can't breathe boys" I wheeze out as I'm trying to stifle laughter and breathe at the same time. They don't move, Shawn just cuddling himself further into me.

"Baby, I'm tired, I just need to rest. Our son tired me out, and you know I think you make the best pillow" he smirks up at me seductively as his lips kiss the valley between my breasts. His hot breath fanning my skin making goosebumps arise. God I love when he does that, but this is uncomfortable as the full weight of my two boys starts to weigh on me.

"You're sexy and all babe, but I really can't breathe" I manage to get out as I try and squirm out from under them.

"No you don't!" Shawn says playfully as he grabs my waist while managing to get Tarzan off his back. "You're coming with me" he lets out a lust filled laugh as he gets up and throws me over his shoulder in one quick motion.

"Shawn!" I scream, "Put me down!" I say as I slap his back, trying to contain my laughter.

"Oh no Miss Cabello, you're mine now!" I can hear him grin as his arm tightens around me. The next thing I know, I'm being placed on the counter-top in our bathroom and Shawn's lips attach desperately to mine. Deepening the kiss, I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him closer to me. My arms go around his neck and I feel his hands lifting up my sundress, grazing my bare sides.

"We need to shower" he whispers against the hollow of my ear, making me shiver in the best possible way as he lifts my dress over my head and lets it land on the warm tile by his feet.

His hazel brown eyes bore into mine and I'm a goner. He's so damn beautiful and when he looks at me like I'm the only girl in the world, his vida; I can't help but give in to whatever he wants.

Kissing him again, I let my hands run down his T-shirt clinging to his abdomen, feeling the outline of his muscles as they contract under my touch. He lets out a low groan as I push down his shorts and boxers at the same time, leaving him just with his T-shirt on.

"Finish undressing and meet me in the shower" I whisper in his ear as I nip at his neck, giving him a squeeze with my legs around his waist before I let him go and manage to jump off the counter before he can grab me.

Turning the shower to just how we like it, I rid myself of my panties and step in, letting the warm water soothe my body. Minutes later, I feel his hands wrap around my waist. I smile at how this has become so routine for us, yet every times it's different, fun and new.

After a longer than expected shower, we're breathing heavy and drying off at the same time. Shawn looks at me with mischief in his eyes and I let out a small laugh as I tell him I am not up for round two.

"That's not what I was gonna ask you babe. I actually have an idea" he says as he shakes his head in laughter when I wrap my towel around my body like I'm telling him I'm closed for business.

"An idea?" I ask as I walk into our bedroom and grab a pair of my yoga pants and a T-shirt from his side of the closet.

"Yeah..." he lingers. "You can totally say no, but I was thinking of doing something for April Fools this year. Something big!" He motions with his hands like he's planning the next big sign in Times Square.

He looks back at me in childlike wonder, waiting for me to say something.

"Ok, I'll bite. What's your idea Shawn?" I giggle as I finish getting dressed and watch him do the same.

"I think we should pretend to break-up" he says. "Like a huge blow-up break-up. Like you throwing all my stuff out on the lawn, slashing my tires; the whole ordeal" he continues as he comes to sit next to me on the bed.

"Are you serious? I can't even stay mad at you for five minutes let alone be fake mad at you long enough to throw your stuff on the lawn" I exclaim as I bring my hand to my temple. "Are you sure Shawn?"

"It was just an idea baby, we don't have to go through with it. I was just thinking that the paps have been so busy trying to get pictures of us, that maybe we really should give them something to talk about."

I let out a long sigh. "Can we at least tell our friends and parents first that it's fake so they don't freak out. You know how fast things will hit the airwaves if we go through with this" I ask looking at him as we interlace our fingers.

He lets out a small chuckle before admitting that it was actually my papa that gave him the idea.

"Of course it was my papa's idea!" I roll my eyes as I look back at Shawn who now has a look of amusement on his face.

"Don't be mad at him baby. I think it's a funny idea and quite frankly I think you could be fake mad at me for like 30 minutes. You are now an actress, so just pretend that our "fight" is scripted and you have to perform your lines perfectly, just like you did for Cinderella!" He says convincingly as his eyes bore into mine. "Besides, fights always lead to great make-up sex and you know how good we are together" he winks.

Bringing a finger up to the corner of my mouth in contemplation, I stare back at him before I finally give in with a loud huff. "Fine! Let's do this" I say. "But I'm kicking you out and I will be slashing your tires on the new G-Wagon so you best call the dealer and have new tires and a tow truck ready!" I scold him slightly as I walk up to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and giving him a long kiss.

"I love you baby" I say as I break the kiss. "I love you more mi vida" he says back as he picks me up and carries me to the desk in our room and sets me on his lap so we can figure out the "script" we'll be using.