Octavius

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*octavius appreciation*

PAPI OCTAVIUS

        I inhaled a deep breath exiting the building I had slowly began to be accustomed to for the past month. Finley had convinced me to talk to someone about everything that happened in my past, and I never knew I would be grateful for that.

        Not only did I want to be a better man for her, but I owed it up to myself—I wanted to finally face the past and move on.

        My eyes glanced at the phone in my hands, flickering at the several text messages I had received while I was occupied with my session. Not bothering to read any of the messages, my gaze immediately fixated on Finley's contact icon, fingers sliding across the screen as I opened her message.

T: hiii... I'm in my way to pick you up.. don't worry, I'll drisbe safe, scouts honsor= 3 =

Jesus fuckin' Christ. I couldn't help but smile at her message knowing damn well that she wouldn't arrive here in the span of ten minutes when the drive was supposed to take five minutes.

       Finley would absolutely be careful, obeying every single speed limit and rules despite the fact that people would be definitely honking. I regretted absolutely nothing; I loved the fact the excitement in her eyes when she found out that we had matching cars, just like she had always wanted.

The soft beep of the car shook me out of my thoughts, my curious gaze searching for those damn big brown eyes that I loved so much or heart like Finley would say. Mine.

        Her big brown eyes filled with excitement as she recognized me, shifting the gear on park before she slowly slipped out of the car. A small chuckle left my lips, my firm hands grasping onto her hips through the thin, silky fabric of her sundress.

Such a little klutz.

"Hi! Hi!" She gushed excitedly, the smell of her sweet, intoxicating scent filled my nostrils and I couldn't help but grip onto her tighter against my chest. Too fuckin' cute. "How was it?" Even as I held onto her, I could feel the slight bopping of her feet as she wiggled in my arms, wrapping a hand around my waist and giving me a friendly hug.

        Fuckin' hell. Even after a month of doing absolutely everything to try to her trust, I was still fuckin' stuck in the friendzone. Apparently Beast found it hilarious because he couldn't stop himself from blabbing my business to Cosimo, and Fabiano.

        Fuck them. I want to marry this woman.

        "Fine, talked about facing my past," I responded in a deep, gruffly voice intending for my voice to come out softer but despite that, she merely shot me a cheeky smile. Fuck, she was absolutely gorgeous.

Glancing up at me from those thick, long lashes, ruining me with those big brown eyes filled with trust. I released her from my arms, taking back a small step to admire the little goddess in front of me. Her cheeks flushed beet red as she slowly realized what I was doing, her fingers tucking a loose curl behind her ear.

        God, I couldn't believe how real she truly was. My dark eyes fixated on her, soaking the sight of her dress. It was a simple floral, green mini dress that completely hugged her hips, wrapped around the curve of her waist.