*Feline*
I loved being in Kevin's box, even if I did miss my boys a little.
"My boys," that still sounded incredibly wrong in my head, but it was exactly what they were. They had flown me in, gotten me an incredibly nice hotel room, and made sure I could be in Kevin's box to keep me out of the media's focus. They really cared about me and I could hardly believe it.
That two men like Pierre and Lance really cared about me, really worried about me.
For years I had been content with what I had. For years I hadn't worried that maybe there was more. And then suddenly these two guys came along and just turned everything upside down. Really everything. And they had already shown me things that I never thought I would experience. But they did it in such a natural way that I didn't even doubt that I deserved it.
I grinned as Kevin got out of his car and gave me a thumbs up. I returned the thumbs up and grinned a little wider.
My best friend came over to me and threw his gloves at me from just a little ways away. I caught them laughing.
"You're way too comfortable here." he smirked, propping himself up on the table next to me "Don't get too used to it. I don't think the baguette and the maple leaf are going to lend you to me more often."
"Please what did you just call them?", I laughed, nearly falling off my perch.
"You heard me already. I can come up with better nicknames too, but now that they're... No I don't want to say it, but now that they're on you, they've lost the right to their normal names. I can't talk about them." he shook himself and closed his eyes for a moment "I had to promise to bring you back too. The nerve of them. You're my best friend. I'll keep you here as long as I want." he grinned "And now we're going to have a quiet meal first. The two can wait. I'm sure they can. They'll have to wait. I'm already nice enough to share you with them...I won't say share.".
I could see how much discomfort it made my best friend that I just had something with the two of them at the same time.
I didn't even expect it of myself that I could be with two men at the same time. I hadn't grown up that way, hadn't been raised that way, and I knew my parents would throw their hands up in horror if they knew, but this was my life. I had tried to do it according to their values, their way. And what had I gotten out of living the way my parents wanted?
I had been left at the altar.
I was left alone, betrayed and lied to.
And this was honest.
Pierre and Lance were honest with me. The three of us were open with each other. And it felt better than anything I had ever experienced before.
But I could understand that it wasn't Kevin's world and that was okay. He didn't have to do it that way, and I was glad he supported me anyway. He could accept what I was doing even if he didn't want to talk about it, that was ok with me.
I just gave him a big hug. He returned the hug immediately and squeezed me tightly against him.
Without Kevin, my life would never have turned out the way it did. Without him, I would have been lost after the wedding fell through. I would have had nothing and nobody left.
But he had been there. He had taken me in. Not even my parents had been there for me. They had basically left me hanging, not caring and taking my ex-boyfriend's side rather than mine. They could understand that he had ditched me. They hadn't said it directly, but I had been able to read it in their looks.
Kevin and his family had been the only ones who had immediately sided with me. He and his father had beaten up my ex-boyfriend. They had been there for me. And I would be forever grateful to Kevin.
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Sweetest of dreams
FanfictionA bride left at the altar. A F1 Party in Monaco. Waking up between two drivers. And the beginning of the sweetest of dreams