The Unexpected

Chapter 33

This table is big enough to have at least three more families here - maybe more. We all sit at one end of the table eating dinner. Matt's mom, Marcia, sits at the end of the table. To her left is Matt and beside him is Alex. I'm on her right with Tyler beside me. "Thank you so much for dinner." I smile. "And for allowing us to stay here for the trial."

"Yes, thank you. Mia has told me how much your family has been there for here - especially you. I'm glad she had support here as well as back at home." Tyler says.

Marcia smiles. "It's no problem, really. Alex and Mia are family. You guys are welcome to stay whenever you please."

"How is Addison?" Matt asks.

I show them pictures on my phone and tell them everything I possibly can about my baby girl. After we finish dinner, Marcia tells me she is stealing Alex for a shopping spree. Matt insists on accompanying them, leaving Tyler and I alone. We walk them outside and Matt tosses me the keys to his car. "Only you can drive." He says to me before grinning at Tyler. "You're cute but I'm not sure I trust you with my car."

Tyler raises his eyebrows. "Thanks." I tell Matt before he climbs into the car.

He rolls down the window. "It's parked in the garage." He glances at Tyler. "Don't touch anything."

They drive away and I walk to the door on the side of the huge two story garage, typing in the code. The door unlocks and I enter the building. The door automatically locks behind us. I've been in here before but I decide to show Tyler around. In the far back corner of the room, there is a huge car elevator. I climb the spiral stairs with him following close behind. "You can look but don't touch." I say sternly.

Tyler gasps at the cars lined up, perfectly spaced out, side by side. "BMW. Audi. Tesla. Mercedes-Benz. Lamborghini. Not to mention the Bentley, Audi, Ferrari, Aston Martin Vanquish and Maserati I just seen downstairs."

I laugh. "Sounds like you know your cars."

"Hell yeah, I do. They just drove away in a Rolls-Royce." He beams happily. "Their cars are worth millions of dollars. They have a two story garage and a car elevator. This is an unforgettable moment."

I chuckle. "Let's go."

We go back downstairs and I unlock Matt's black Audi. We climb in and I press the button to open the big garage door before starting the car. "This is an R8 V10 Spyder. I can't believe I'm in a fucking Audi!"

"Buckle up." I demand. "I want to show you something."

We crack the windows as we drive with the radio playing softly in the background. I stop at a gas station not too far from our destination and get snacks and drinks. When I get back in the car, Tyler leans over and kisses me. "Thanks for bringing me, babe."

I smile. "No problem. Don't open any of these in the car."

I give him the bag then begin driving. "You still know your way around here." He comments.

"Of course I do. It was my home for four years. If there's time, I'll take you to Stanford. I spent most of my time there but after I moved in with Matt, I was closer to San Francisco. Him and his family were very helpful." I say. "I used to walk to class but when I moved in with Matt, the walk was too far. His family loaned me a car to use for school. Nothing fancy like this. Just a small car until I got on my feet."

"They're nice people. I'm glad they could be here for you when I couldn't."

I reach over and place my hand on his thigh. "I love you." He glances at me with a smile on his face. "I always have and I always will."

"Hands on the wheel." He says. I place my hand back on the wheel with a small smile on my face. "I love you too, Mia."

"I know." I smirk.

He puts his hand on my thigh, his fingertips settling just between my legs. When the Golden Gate Bridge is in sight, Tyler gasps. "I've wanted to see this in person ever since I was a kid."

"I know." I smile. "Every time I came here I'd think of you. I remember you did that project in fifth grade on this bridge. You stayed up for nights making one out of clay."

He smiles at the memory. "Me and you were under the bridge."

I glance at him, furrowing my eyebrows. "I don't remember that."

He nods. "We were holding hands. I even carved our names on the side of the bridge next to the little people I had made."

"Why didn't you show me?" I ask.

He shrugs. "I was embarrassed. I thought you'd think it was childish and stupid."

I shake my head. "No way. That's adorable."

He stares out the window at the beautiful bridge lit up in the night with bright lights. When we get off of the bridge I go to Marco's - a restaurant on the water. Matt is friends with the son of the owner and we've all hung out a few times. Tyler waits in the car as I run inside. "Marco junior." I call with a smile on my face.

He groans. "I hate when you call me that." Turning, he hugs me, sweeping me off of my feet as he spins me. "It's been forever. What are you doing here?"

"I'm visiting with Matt." I answer. "Me and my boyfriend were in the area and I was wondering if we could go on the roof if you don't mind."

"Of course you can. The chairs are still up there." He smiles.

"Thanks."

I hug him once more before going outside. Carrying the bag, Tyler follows me around to the back of the building. I begin climbing the later and he laughs. "Please tell me you at least know the owners."

"The owners son- Marco junior." I say. "Come on."

When we reach the top, there are chairs and tables around the rooftop. Marco, Matt and I brought them up here for the fourth of July my freshman year. We had the perfect view of the fireworks. It was the start of our tradition which ended when I moved back home. I sit on the chair and Tyler sits beside me. "Why do you come up here?"

I point to the lights in the distance and he smiles. "The best view of the Golden Gate Bridge." I say softly.

We stare off into the distance and Tyler laces his fingers with mine. "What's your favorite memory here?"

I smile as a memory instantly comes to mind. "The Golden Gate Bridge 75th Anniversary Fireworks Celebrations." I grin. "Marco, Matt and I came up here and watched. It was unlike anything I had ever seen."

Lifting our hands, he kisses the back of my hand. "I wish I could've been here with you. Tell me about it."

I explain to him in very vivid detail about the firework and champagne filled night. "It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

He leans towards me, running the tip of his nose slowly along mine. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on."

His lips press against mine and all else is forgotten.

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