His Redemption (MxM)

Bonus Chapter

Hewitt

I was fucking late, really late that I could tell Luke must have waited for me all day, I didn't mean to be this late, I had a last minute meeting, and traffic before I got to the airport, it's times like these that I really think Stefano's right and I need to acquire more material things, and by material things I mean private jets and shit like that.

I would have asked Stefano to ask Matteo so I could borrow Spade's jet, but I know Stefano's a loud mouth, he's never going to let me live it down, and he's literally going to force me to get one for myself.

I let out a deep harsh breath before I trudged up the patio leading to Luke's doorstep, I fished out my own key and unlocked the door, immediately I stepped inside the house, I could smell the sweet fragrance coming from every part of the house, making me inhale deeply, the whole living room was dimly lit, but I could still navigate my way through quite easily.

I walked further into the house, and my eyes caught a frame lying on the couch, he seemed to be asleep, but by the way he was dressed, I could tell he really did wait up for me, and it made me feel even more shitty for keeping him waiting this long, I sighed out before I made my way to the couch, I bit my lips, letting my eyes rake through his form, he was wearing a light blue roundneck shirt, with a white dress pants, with his hand draped across the back of his head, and his other hand resting on his chest, I could see the small rise and fall of his chest.

I sigh out heavily before I perch myself on the small space left on the couch beside him, I moved my hand up and gently push some of his hair away from his face, his lips was slightly parted and I could hear the faint sound of light snoring coming from him, it made me smile, I can't believe there was a time I hated him and I know it's not something to be proud of, but I wouldn't lie and say I liked him but didn't realize it, there was actually a time I hated Luke, I wanted nothing than to make him feel pain and suffer, because I thought I was doing the right thing, for my friendship with Stefano, and now when I think about it, it feels weird, because now he means so much to me.

I leaned in, and brushed my lips lightly against his, he stirred and muttered incoherent words, but his eyes were still shut tight, I do it again and this time I let my lips linger for a little while longer on his before I pulled back, I hear him groan, causing heat to rush down to my cock, we've been together for three months and I still can't get used to being around him like this, every little thing he does, sends a sexual shock wave through my whole body.

I could see his eyes trying to open and when they finally did and I could stare into those beautiful, breathtaking scarlet eyes, I felt myself visibly relax
He furrowed his brows at me "Hewitt"? He rasped out and I hummed, still looking down at him

"It's me baby" I husked, he adjusted himself, making me get up and give him space, he stretched his hand out and looked around the room, like he was still deep in his sleep

"What time is it"? He asked and I clenched my jaw, before licking my lips

"It's past 11" I muttered out, and I saw a slight frown on his face before he shuffled up, sitting up on the couch, he hadn't said anything, but I could feel my breath holding itself, waiting for him to snap and say something, but he was just staring at me, and fixing himself at the same time
"I know I should have been here earlier than this, but..." He cut me off, shaking his head lightly

"It's fine, don't worry, at least you're here" he muttered out, I felt my heart sink into the pit of my stomach, this wasn't what I expected him to say, I mean it's unlike Luke to just do all this and not get pissed off that I didn't show up on time

"No baby it's not okay, you did all this and I couldn't even come on time, and I made you wait...." He cut me off again, biting his lip and shaking his head, there was something off about how cool and calm he was with all this and it was scaring the crap out of me.