His heart

Chapter 11

Evelyn's pov

I feel a tap on my arm,then again,an again.

I slowly open my eyes to see Noah stood there "hey little man what's up" I sit up and pick him up and place him on my lap "big man" he corrects "sorry big man" I laugh quietly.

I look over toward Xavier to see he was still asleep "are you ok" I question "yes,why are you sleeping with my daddy" he questions, I know he means it in an innocent way but my mind went somewhere else for a second.

I lie down with Noah on my chest, "Noah did somebody say something to you to make you this upset" he lays silent fo a minute "I just want a mummy" he says quietly as his breathing evens out.

After that I couldn't sleep,I just lie awake looking at the ceiling.

This is all moving so fast,I've only been on 3 dates with Xavier and it feels like we have known each other for years.

And now I'm in his house because his son wanted me and wishes I was his mother! I'm not even dating him.

I take a deep breath as I feel Xavier's arms wrap around me. I close my eyes and let myself sleep.

........

I feel two pairs of hand playing with my hair and talking. I slowly open my eyes only to be faced with Noah and Xavier both playing with my hair and staring right at me.

"Bloody hell" I say,Noah laughs and smiles at me "good morning" Noah and Xavier say in sync.

"Morning" I put my face back in the pillow "what are you doing today" Xavier questioned "going to my dads" my dad always invites me and my brother around for food.

"That's nice,what time are you going there" Xavier questioned "around 3 ish"

"Can we go swimming" Noah questions, as I'm starting to wake up more I'm realising how much weird this is,Noah is one of my students and I barley even know Xavier on top of this Noah is wishing I was him mum.

But I can't help but want to stay with them both and not to mind what is going on.

"Yeah buddy" Xavier stands up with Noah in his arms. They both look towards me, "are you coming" Xavier question "you know what I actually think I'm going to head home"

Noah looks at me with his puppy eyes "please" he pleads, I take a deep breath "ok but" before I could carry on speaks "there is a toothbrush a hair brush and some clothes in the bathroom,but I'll go grab you a swimming costume" he walks out of the room.

He walks in a few seconds later with a white bikini that you tie at the sides, "it's brand new don't worry" he says,I was about to walk into bathroom before a question accrued in my head.

"Erm Xavier one fucking question why do you have a woman's bikini brand new in your house" I question,I swear if he has a secret wife or something I'm gonna beat his arse.

"Don't worry" he steps forward placing a hand on hip "it's my sisters she is always buying clothes to my house and then deciding she doesn't want it"

"That better be true" he rolls his eyes and places a small kiss on my lips,I walk into the bathroom and strip down.

Once I've got it on I look at myself in the mirror,it's quite revealing. I'm quite comfortable in my body but we all our days where we look at our scars or stretch marks or just that part of our body and see that as ugly instead of empowering as our body has been through amazing things.

I take a deep breath and wrap the towel around me and walk downstairs. I heard talking and laughing so I follow it and as I thought Noah and Xavier are in my pool laughing.

"Amore" Xavier shouts,I chuck the towel on one of the sun beds,which is weird considering it inside.

I slowly get into the pool and make my way over to Xavier and Noah. Xavier wraps one of his arms around me and pulls me to his chest "you look beautiful" he says in a quiet tone.

I rest my head on his chest and look towards Noah,he has armbands on is it swimming around.

For the next 10 minutes I stay at Xavier's side whilst we play with Noah.

Out of nowhere Xavier pulls me to the side and then lifts me up my my hips and places me on the side of the pool,his hand rest on my hips.

His eyes go to my tattoo that is just below the straps in my swimming 'my body my art' it says,he runs his thumb over the writing "my body my art" he repeats "I like it" he leans down and kisses it.

I decided to get that tattoo 2 years,I was at home on my own after a tough week. My ex Abusive boyfriend had basically tried to murder me after I broke up with him.

I had finally had enough of his shit and I finally had the strength to get out, he would always say how my body is disgusting and my stretch marks are because I'm fat.

I knew that non of it was true but when somebody repeats that for a year straight it can get to you. So that day I dragged myself to a tattoo shops and got it done.

And I love it!

After that I pulled myself together to prove I was and am more than what he was saying.