Be My Shield

Chapter 16

Dean's POV

"Daddy stop!" Trevor said laughing as I was tickling him.

"What's the magic word?" I laughed.

"Please!" He cried.

I stopped. He giggled a little as he tried to catch his breath.

"What's going on in here?" Roman asked coming in.

"He's trying to kill me!" Trevor said.

"What?"

"No, I was tickling him." I said.

"Yeah, to death!" Trevor said.

"Don't make me do it again." I said about to tickle him.

"No! Don't make him do it, Uncle Roman!" He said running over to him and hid behind him.

"That's alright. I won't let him." He said picking him up.

"Good."

I laughed.

"You want to get some ice cream?" Roman asked Trevor.

"Yes!" He said.

They started to walk out the door but stopped.

"Oh and uh, Daddy. We'll be sure to save you a cone." Trevor snickered as they walked out.

That little boy has one mouth on him.

I chuckled a little bit at what he said.

All of a sudden there was another text.

Unknown: Hey baby ;)

Me: What do you want from me?!

Unknown: Whoa baby stop with all of this feistiness. I can't take it all. I'm about to explode, you turn me on so much.

Me: You disgust me. Stop messing with me you sick fuck or you'll get what's coming to you.

Unknown: Well, it better be your ass on my lap because I just can't get enough of you.

Me: Just leave me alone!

Unknown: Never, anyway I have some stuff to do so I'll see you later on tonight.

I put my phone down and put my head in my hands. There is no way that I'm going to let whoever this is do this to me again.

I decided to call Randy. He's a good friend of mine and he's there for me when I need him.

"Hello?" He said.

"Hey Randy." I said.

"Hey, are you okay you sound a little upset."

"Yeah, can I talk to you? I just really need someone right now."

"Yeah sure, come over."

I went over and knocked on the door.

"Hey." He said hugging me. "You okay?"

"No." I said going in and sitting down on the couch. "Look at this." I said pulling out my phone and showing him the text messages.

"Wow." He said as he finished reading them. "So, you don't know who it is?"

"No! That's what makes me so mad. I mean show yourself! You know?"

He nodded.

"How many times has this happened?"

"Three or four."