Story of Us

Chapter 6 Part 1-Trevor

I pushed through my 10 mile run, and work out easily. I was tormented between thoughts of Sawyer, moaning and wet in my bed, her soft hand, and mouth wrapped around my cock, then thoughts of Brady, and guilt came crashing down on me. He teases me about hooking up with his sister, but I think it's because he thinks it would never happen. I am breaking his trust, and it crushes me.

My workouts usually help me clear my mind, but this one seems to be feeding my tension more then releasing it. Now that I have tasted and touched her, I can't go back the way things were before. I will need to talk to Brady. Deciding that I will talk to Brady after my fight next weekend I finish one more rep, and wipe down my workout space. Because of how much I stay here with him, Brady turned one bay of the 4 car garage into a Gym so I could keep up with my work out routine while up here.

I leave tomorrow for Las Vegas for a strict training schedule, then fight on Saturday. I won't be back at the Lake House until the following Monday. This will give Sawyer and I some space to see if this is just physical. It will also be a good test to see if she can handle a long distance relationship, as my fight schedule can be grueling. This also gives me a chance to see if she is trustworthy. Will she fall back into bed with Derek? Is it more than sex with him? I hate being jealous of him when it comes to her, it makes me loose my mind. I don't know how many punching bags I have blown out imagining his face after walking in and catching those two. The only reason I never ratted them out to Brady was because I hoped their trysts would make me stop lusting after her.

I walk into kitchen and Rosa hands me my protein shake.

"Rosa, you spoil me." I say. " You know I can make it myself." I tell her feeling guilty. I didn't grow up with a housekeeper taking care of me. I grew up middle class with only a dad at home. My mom died when I was 2 in a car accident. My dad was a hard working, honest man. He was attentive and supportive of me. I really was blessed by him, but he didn't wait on me hand and foot. He taught me how to take care of myself, and how to anticipate and take care of those around me.

"You don't touch things in my kitchen, you are part of the family, and I take care of you here, understand" she says getting on to me. It sounds like she is mad, but I know that is her way of letting me know he cares.

"Yes Ma'am, I'm sorry." I say ruffling the top of her hair, and she swats me hard on the arm.

"Did you sleep well?" Rosa asks me suspiciously, and for a second I wonder if Sawyer is still in my bed, and Rosa has busted us.

"I did" I answer her cautiously. "Did you?"

"Yes, I slept well, thank you. I went up to make your bed and grab your laundry, and I found ripped women's underpants under your pillow. Do you know whose underpants they were?" She asks me sternly in her thick Spanish accent.

"Do you?" I ask her.

"Of course I know whose underpants they are, I have been doing her laundry her whole life!" Rosa snorts out. I look down at the floor. Shit, we are busted. Rosa comes up and lifts my chin to force me to look into her eyes.

"Did you do something you should be ashamed of?" Rosa asks me, in a tone that shows motherly love.

"Yes and no" I answer her honestly.

"Was it consented on?" Rosa asks me messing up the English.

"God, Rosa, Yes!" I answer her in shock.

"Then why do you look at the floor in shame?" She asks me.

"I feel guilty about Brady," I confess to her, and she rolls her eyes.

"Guilty about Brady? Why? You don't want Brady's underpants in your bed, do you? Dos Mio, Brady!" Rosa spurts out raising her hands in the air like she is cussing me out, then starts going off in spanish, and I put my hands on both her shoulders to stop her pacing and catch her attention,

"Thank you Rosa." I tell her, and hug her. I didn't realize how much hearing her approval would mean to me, but it definitely lightened up something in my chest. I let her go and chug my protein shake. Then take my glass to the sink and rinse it.

"Trevor, she is special, you know. Be good to her." Rosa says to me when I turn around from the sink, like she knows it's not just sex. Then she puts her hand over my heart and pats it.

"I promise Rosa. It's new, and we aren't ready for people to know, although nothing gets past you," I tell her.

"New" she laughs. "This isn't new, between you two, it's just growing. And you are right nothing happens in this house without me knowing." She says taking my hand and squeezing before letting it go and turning to check the oven. I head upstairs to jump in the shower.