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Chapter 12.

We were all sitting downstairs again, eating our dessert. I was still completely flabbergasted by the fact that Martin had just given me my first blowjob. I had never felt something like that before, then again I planned on learning a lot from him. This time he was across the table from me, his eyes were on me too. I didn't know how to handle this man, I wasn't sure if he was trying to joke around with the look in his eyes or if he was seriously horny. But I just continued to eat slowly because I didn't want to give myself a stomach ache, I could feel him staring at me still and when I looked up I saw him licking the whipped cream off the fork. Man I'd like to lick whipped cream off him.

I gave him a quick wink then brought my leg up to brush against his before I took a small bite of my pie, licking the whipped cream off of it as best as I could before giving him the same exact look he was giving me. Which made him look away. I let out a quiet chuckle then pulled my leg away from his before clearing my throat "I can't wait for the bonfire, that should be fun." I said with an enthusiastic voice.

"Oh yeah I completely forgot about the bonfire, thank you for reminding me" my dad laughed. "We can all sit around the fire and talk about good old times" he added onto it, I was sure there would be conversation about Martin and my dad since it would be the family thing. It would be sort of fun to hear some embarrassing stories. Then again I live in this family too, so that mean some embarrassing stories of me too.

"I've got so many stories of these boys, I could go on for years" my grandma said with a small chuckle, she probably would have the best stories to tell. I rested my hand on my chin and looked down at the pie, I was still full from before and honestly I didn't want to eat.. tonight was the last night I had with him, I didn't want him to go.

I eventually stopped eating and just let my mind take over, it was probably noticeable that I was sad since Martin gently brushed his leg over mine so that I would look up and when he did he gave me a slight smile, trying to get me to smile but it only worked a little. Because who wouldn't smile at a face like that.

"Are you alright, Tobias?" my mom asked me while she brought her hand up to rub over my back, I nodded a little then looked over at her with a small forced smile "do you want me to put your pie up for later?"

"Yes please, I can't eat anymore" I said in a low voice then slid my plate over to her, my eyes moving back down to the table while I just went back to pouting about how I was about to be away from Martin for so long. It was a short amount of time since we had even met officially and now I felt like I was being taken away from something I loved so dearly. I knew I couldn't love him already, could I? probably not.. I just know that there's something more than liking him.

He didn't even know that we weren't related, I should tell him tonight. I cleared my throat and snapped out of my little daze so that I could look at him with a soft smile. Something about knowing it wasn't wrong for me to like him made me feel happy, I brought my eyes up to his beautiful blue ones before I reached my hand over the table to just take his for a second before I realized it was probably weird "I like your rings, they're nice" I mumbled to cover it up.

"Thank you, I've had these.. since" he paused while he thought about it.

"I can't even remember when you first got them, I think you were born with those" my dad added on with a small chuckle.

Martin let out a soft laugh, that beautiful laugh of his.. wow I could stare at him and listen to him all day. His accent actually makes my eyes water a little from how adorable it was. "that's cool, they look great on you" I mumbled in a dreamy tone, my eyes just focused on his since they were just so beautiful. I bit down on my lower lip then rested my chin on my hand as I just stared at him like a love sick puppy. He was staring back at me, but it was more of giving me a warning look since our family was in the same room and he didn't want them to catch on to me being so smitten.