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Trevor and I have been together for officially two months now. We still haven't moved in with each other yet even though I don't think either of us are ready for that yet.
I mean even though I love-
Wait no I don't love Trevor we barely know each other why would I love him?
Other than his perfect smile, amazing cheery voice, and ability to make me do anything and everything for him I don't think I love him.
Okay, maybe I do love him. Oh shit. I love Trevor. Trevor Noah fucking Jones, I love him? Maybe I love him. Nope, I definitely have fallen very extremely hard for him.
Ugh, this is the absolute worst thing to feel. Or the best thing maybe I have absolutely no idea how or what I feel. All I know for sure is I love him and want to tell him. However, how the fuck do I tell him?
I'm at work as always right now thinking about ways to tell Trevor when Val marches into my office with lunch.
"I got Chick-Fil-A!" She squeals happily as I smile at her biting my lip thinking of how she'll react when I tell her. Hopefully, she won't kill him.
Then again, I could probably kill him before she could. I shake the thought out of my head and face Valentina while she sits down taking out the food. "What's wrong? Straight man troubles?" She says jokingly.
I laugh taking a bite of the chicken nugget. She laughs with me before returning to her question, "Okay, okay now actually tell me what's wrong?" I hesitate before I blurt out, "I think I love Trevor."
She pauses just before she can take a bite out of her burger dropping the food down and wiping her hands with a napkin slowly.
"Oh shit," she exclaims as I hum nodding slowly. "Well, I can tell you this, Trevor from the few months y'all have been dating seems decent. I think if you love him, tell him," she smiles as I smile back.
We return to eating our food and talking about random things when she randomly asks, "Hey you lived in Chicago right?" I nod my head at her question mumbling, "Yea why?"
"I've been doing some research about The Chicago Murderer With No Name and I remember that being your first article, thought it was cool," my heart beats slightly faster realizing I have to lie to her.
"Yeah well trust me living in Chicago not knowing if he was gonna pop up was scary, not cool," I say looking back down at my food.
She nods understanding, "But that's the thing how do we know they're not a her? I mean the person has stopped doing missions for about a year now everything about it is so surreal," she questions.
I nod, "We don't know who they are but does it matter? All that matters is that they're not murdering anyone," I say trying to stop her from speaking of my old life. "Yeah but, I mean they stopped when Pure News started how do we not-" I cut her off, "Look it doesn't matter okay? Just let's talk about something else," I snap at her accidentally.
Having Valentina on my tail about The Chicago Murderer With No Name is something I don't need or want.
"Okay jeez," she says taking another bite of her burger. "Is everything okay with you?" She asks genuinely. I nod, "Sorry just a bit stressed and the murderer back in my hometown isn't something I'd like to think about," she nods understanding.
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I knock on Trevor's door as he opens it up shirtless and towel around his waist.
"Wow couldn't even get dressed?" I say joking with him as I make my way in. "Saw you through the peephole Ms. Rose," he says smirking at me.
"I have something to tell you," I say staring up at his curly blonde wet hair. He hums, "What?" as I start to control my breathing and start to fidget with my rings.
"Uh. So um," I clear my throat attempting to find the words, "I love you," I say my cheeks turning a tad bit pink from embarrassment. He pauses for a second pausing before a big wide grin takes over his face.
"Really?" He says grabbing my shoulders as I nod quickly. "Lia I love you too," he says quickly kissing me after the kiss feels electric.
I laugh as he chuckles while we both start to smile big as ever.
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