𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

28

Mila

I wake up to the sounds of low talking, as I pry my eyes open I notice I'm laying on a very hard chest, oh god.

How much did I drink last night, thankfully I don't have a headache, though I feel just a bit hungover.

I slowly lift my head and notice Gio on the phone as his free arm wraps around me playing with the ends of my hair.

"Fine, I'll talk to you later," he says through the phone as I slowly lift the blanket to find myself dressed in only a teeshirt and underwear before I begin screaming Gio speaks up. "Relax, nothing happened." I relaxed at that. "Well..." I snap my head to look at him and he chuckles.

"How did I get home?" I ask.

"I dragged you here." I try to think back to last night, the last thing I remember is talking to my sorry excuse for a father, and then drowning in drinks at the bar.

Then it all starts to come back to me. "Ah." My face cringes as I remember what happened in the car... and when we came home... "I think I'm going to quit drinking," I tell him and he chuckles at that.

"I think you should, I don't like you very much drunk." I raise a brow at that.

"I could say the same for you asshole,"

He tilts his head like he's confused.

"Lia." I remind him.

"Jealous?" He smirks and I just want to slap it off of his beautiful face.

I give him a blank stare as I pull out of his hold, sitting up on the bed, the house was quiet and I assumed the kids were off to school, I look at Gio wondering if he's thought more about what I told him the other day, he hasn't said anything to me about it, but he doesn't seem upset. "Have you thought more about what I told you?" He nods at that but doesn't say anything.

"And?"

"I want to tell them," he says. "Today, when they get back." I think over what he says and my lip goes in between my teeth, it's not like I can say no, they're his kids too. "Why don't you trust me?" He says noticing my nerves.

"It's not that it's just-"

"It's just that you don't trust me around them?" He says.

"Stop putting words into my mouth!"

"Then tell me." He says, I slowly look up into his eyes, and he grabs my hands that are on my bare lap.

"Tell you what?" I say softly, looking down at our hands.

"That you trust me," his voice was desperate and it almost broke my heart at how genuine he sounded, but I couldn't bring myself to say the words, it was just too new. "You can't even do that." He says as drops my hand and leaves the bed, I watch him as he makes his way into the bathroom, I hear the shower a bit after and I felt like shit.

"Fuck." I breathe.

The first day of being married and I already fucked up, I leave the room and walk into my room, showering and freshening up before changing.

I sit on my bed as I gather all my hair and tie it into a high ponytail, I sigh as my mind finds its way back to Gio and my heart sinks in guilt, I didn't mean to make him feel bad or feel like I didn't trust him.

Because I did, even if I have to admit it to myself, there was no one else in the world that would make me feel like they'd always be safe besides Gio, but it's new so I was nervous, I didn't want to move so fast with the kids because anything could happen.