Lena's POV
I drove us back to my house after Stef had picked up some of her clothes that she will let at my place. I honestly just wanted to tell her to move in with me, but I know that this would be very impulsive, and too soon, and I know Stef wants to be independent, and that she would feel like she can't be able to be free if she lives with me.
I know she doesn't fully trust me somehow, and I accept it, because I know that her life has been hard. I don't know to what extent, but I know it has, so her reactions are not always appropriate and often extreme, but I can't blame her for that. She's doing the best she can considering where she comes from and she's doing very well. I just have to be patient with her, reassure her and give her as much love as I can give her, which is really not hard.
When we arrived home, I asked Marcus to go ran us a bath while Stef and I were eating in the kitchen, a plat I cooked especially for her, for I think I find that joy of cooking again since she's here. I love seeing her smile and all her little moan and comment while she eats. And just the way she looks at me, when I'm cooking for her, is one of the most emotional look ever, like never anyone had done this for her.
We ate and now, we are both fully naked in my giant bathtub, Stef between my legs, her back laying on my front and her head peacefully resting on my shoulder as my arms surround her soft body, my hands caressing her silky skin that smell so damn good that it was making me insane.
"Can I ask you something?" I whisper softly as she smiles, her eyes closed and she is so beautiful like this, her figures, the roundness of her breasts showing at the surface of the water.
"Hum um." She hums as I can't help my smile and the urge to kiss her gently on her neck for, she looks like she is having a great time, here with me, and I love that immensely.
"Do you think that... that we will be together for a long time?" I ask for I desperately want to talk about my future with her. I'm not that young anymore, I want to get settle with someone, be serious and start to build a family, not in the precipitation, but I need to plan... I know it's my controlling mind that is leading me to ask those questions now, but I guess I need to know those things.
"Well... I don't know... but I certainly hope so, babe. I feel good with you Lena." Stef say opening her eyes to look at me as I smile at her for that was what I was hoping for.
"You?" she asks, as I smile even wider.
"That's all I want baby. I really, really want to be with you, I want... I want us to be a family, I... I want a future with you, something serious... you know... I'm not that young anymore and..." I start when she cut me off.
"Stop saying that, you just started you 30's, you are still very much young, my love." she says while bringing her hand to my face to caress my cheek softly.
"I know... it's just... well, if I want... children, I will need to start soon because I want to be able to enjoy their lives as much as possible, seeing them grown, have a family on their own, and I... I don't know if... if that's something that you would want in the future or even ever, so I... I don't know..." I say, hesitantly for I know that this is a dealbreaker, for if she doesn't want the same thing that I do in life, this, us, simply can't work.
"Well, I'm not gonna lie, I've never thought long and hard about it, because I'm exclusively focus on my art, and getting my degrees for now, but... well... the idea doesn't freak me out as much as I thought it would. I figured that this was a conversation we would have to have at some point and... well I'm not ready right now, I'm not sure that I can be a mother right this moment... but someday... in the future, why not." She explains softly as I'm listening carefully.
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Teach Me Love
FanfictionLena is a very dominant and prestigious professor at Harvard University. Stef is a young and brilliant student living for her painting. Both have strong personalities and can't stand each other, yet teacher and student will fall deeply in love with...
