Dream Big (Sequel to Dreamer)

Chapter Twenty Seven

Tia's POV

"What do you mean he just up and left the twins at the studio?" I asked Andy angrily. I was standing in the bathroom at Chandler's hotel, staring in the mirror with one hand on my hip. There was a knock at the door, and Chandler could be heard on the other side, asking if everything was okay. I ignored him as I waited for Shawn's manager to answer me. "Well?" I snapped, and Andy sighed. "Exactly as you heard. Shawn left with Destiny in an ambulance, leaving the twins with me, at the studio." I rubbed my face, groaning. "Let me make a few phone calls and I'll be on my way." I tell Andrew, hanging up before he has a chance to respond. I turn around before I open the bathroom door, seeing concern written across Chandler's face. "Shawn's dumbass left the twins with Andrew without telling anybody, including Andrew." I seethed, walking past him. "How long are you in Canada?" I ask, running my hand through my hair as I try to think. "I have a flight home in two days." He tells me, obviously confused. Honestly, I am too. "Shawn's been cheating on me pretty much our entire relationship, I think." I admit, finally turning to face Chandler. "He has twins, with a girl that's younger than me, but she died during the delivery. They were originally having triplets, but one of them died." I continued, just letting every issue we were having out. "So, you were right, Chandler." I whimpered out, holding back my tears. "Things didn't work out." I finally admitted, wrapping my arms around myself and looking up at the ceiling. "He brought me all the way here, bought me a phone, for what?" I asked no one in particular, moving my head to look at the ground. Chandler was quiet, which wasn't unusual for him. Slowly, he moved forward, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I know I said I wouldn't be here for you when things didn't work out, but I lied. I'll always be here." He whispered in my ear, and I just buried myself into his chest, wrapping my arms around his torso. "I don't know what I'm going to do." I admit to Chandler, my heart aching. "I don't know where I'm going to go, or what I'm going to do about the twins, or anything." I quietly exclaim, my voice quivering as I spoke. "Well, you do have your online business, right? You sell those personalized blankets?" Chandler asks, and I nod. "How much money do you make off that?" He asks, and I pause to think. "Not very much. It really depends on the sale though. The normal blanket costs about $10-$15 in materials, if it's in country shipping it's anywhere between $5-$10, but if it's out of country shipping it's $15-$20. I always go for about $10 extra, per blanket, for me to actually make a profit. I usually get anywhere between 1-3 orders done a day, but that's with the twins there." I groan, worried I won't make enough to support myself. "Are you still a U.S. citizen?" He asks, confusing me even further. "Yeah. I mean, there's still a few more forms I have to fill out. I'm over here on a visa right now." I tell him, looking at him confused. "How hard would it be to just stop the process and stay a U.S. Citizen?" He asks, and I continue to look at him like he's crazy. "I don't know. Chandler, why are you asking me this?" Gently, he reaches up to wipe the drying tears from my face before gently cupping my cheeks. Realizing what's going on, my eyes go wide and I step back, pulling myself out of his arms entirely. "Chandler, I haven't even properly broken up with Shawn." I panic, regretting the decision to not let him kiss me. "Shawn didn't care about the fact he was still with you each and every time he cheated on you with Destiny." Chandler argued, and it didn't hurt as much as it should have to hear that. "I'm not Shawn." I shot back, and Chandler's shoulders sagged. "You're right. It was wrong of me to bring that up. I'm sorry." I nodded, pulling my phone up to my mouth. I hold down the power button, hearing the familiar bleeps. "Siri, text Shawn 'We're through.'" Siri beeps, asking if the text was correct. "Yes." I tell her, and she sends it. I drop my phone on the floor, reaching for Chandler's face. He reaches for my waist, and we close the space between us, pressing our bodies together. Our lips mesh together, fitting perfectly together. Slowly, we part our lips, looking into each other's eyes. Desire was burning behind his eyes, and I'm sure mine as well. There was a heat building in my stomach. I could feel pressuring building against it as well, and it wasn't coming from me. Chandler's eyes flickered back and forth between my lips and my eyes, like he was begging to continue. Shaking the nerves off, I gave him a small nod.

(A/N: I know this isn't something I normally write, but seeing as I'm older and more mature than I was when I first started this series, I'm going to now add it to the book. I should also add that both Chandler and Tia are legal here. If you aren't comfortable with smut I'll put another author's note afterwards for you to skip to)

Chandler let out a breath of relief, kissing me once more. I moved my hands from his face to around his neck, Chandler moving his to my butt and then my thighs. I ended the kiss, taking Chandler's hint to jump. I wrapped my legs around his waist, locking our lips once more. Chandler brought us to the bed, laying me on my back. I let go of Chandler's neck, reaching for his shirt. I feel his grip on my thighs loosen and our lips detach as he helps me remove his shirt. We pause for a moment, him on his knees and I on my back. I give Chandler a nervous, goofy smile. He reaches for my hip with his right hand, using his thumb to rub circles on it while his left hand rests on his thigh. "Are you sure about this?" He asks, and I nod. "More than anything." I assure him, moving to sit up on one of my elbows. I use my free hand to unbutton my shirt, watching Chandler's reaction. His jaw was tense, but with each button's undoing it relaxed until his mouth was agape. I slid my shirt off my shoulders, sitting up to completely remove it. "No bra?" Chandler asks, and I give him a teasing smirk. "I don't wear one unless I have to." He lets out a low chuckle, running his hands up my sides and towards my boobs. "And you're sure you're okay with this?" He asks once more, and I nod with a small chuckle. "Are you?" I ask him, reaching to brush a few stray hairs from his face. "I'm sure." He assures me, placing his hand over mine. "Then come get me." I offer, smiling at him. Chandler let's out a small laugh, unbuttoning his jeans. I copy his actions with my own jeans and underwear, wiggling out of them when Chandler stands up to get his completely off. I move off the bed, kneeling in front of him, keeping my eyes on his face, hoping he'll let me suck him off a little before we go any further. His mouth agape in, if I had to guess, shock, he pulls down his boxers. My smile widens as I reach for his shaft, carefully wrapping my small hand around him. Chandler bites his lip in anticipation, and I don't keep him waiting too long. I stick my tongue out, keeping my eyes on his face as I wrap my tongue around his head. I give a gentle suck, wriggling my tongue a little underneath afterwards. Chandler waivers a bit, and I pull back. "Want to sit down?" I ask, smiling at him. He nods, pouting at the loss of the sensation. After Chandler sits back down, I move to where I'm settled in between his legs, and I waste no time getting him in my mouth this time. I immediately take as much as I can in my mouth, bobbing my head slowly. The more I take in my mouth, the faster I move. Every time I come up I swipe my tongue along the underside of his tip, giving a small hum every downwards movement. Chandler's breathing become uneven, letting out small moans and groans ever so often. "T-Tia..." Chandler moans, and I deep throat him. I look into his eyes, his entire length in my mouth as I look at him, waiting for a response. Pure pleasure is written on his face. His eyes are half lidded, lips red and slightly parted, chin to his chest. "I-I'm gonna..." he grunts, and I feel him twitching in my mouth. I let out a hum, telling him that it was okay. Chandler let's out a stream of cuss words, finally releasing into my mouth. I study his features, watching his face soften as I swallow every drop of cum he releases. When he stops twitching along my tongue I release him from my mouth, smiling up at him. Chandler grins down at me, panting as he reaches out to stroke my hair. "As... As soon as... I catch..." Chandler pants, causing me to giggle, "my breath... I'm gonna... I'm gonna return... the favor..." I nuzzle his hand, wanting nothing more than to watch him forever.

(A/N: Smut over)

"That's okay, Chandler. I'm happy stopping here. Maybe we could pick this up soon, though?" Chandler hums in response, and I just smile up at him. "Move in with me?" Chandler asks, and I freeze in my spot. "Chandler, you haven't even asked me to be your girlfriend yet. I just broke up with Shawn. Are you sure this isn't spur of the moment?" I ask him, panicking a bit. "Tia, you don't have anywhere to live." Chandler reasoned, and I paused. He was right, I didn't. "Then yes, I'll move in with you."