Memories (ForthBeam fanfic)

Chapter 22 - My Turn!!!

Warning: SMUT ahead. Don't trip. 😉

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Forth's POV

It has been a month since we had our three-day honeymoon getaway at the beach house, and I must say, I still crave so much of Beam.

He blushed so hard when I told him I wanted a longer honeymoon, preferably abroad. He just complained how could it be a honeymoon when we weren't even married.

It feels so good to be this close to him. Not just physically. I mean I always look forward to the nights we shared but I feel accustomed also to his normal everyday self.

I thought I knew everything about Beam but I was in for a surprise. He has a loud mouth I noticed, one that doesn't seem to run out of ideas, silly nonsense and random ramblings. I love this side of him, it only shows how comfortable he is with me.

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Beam's POV

"Why are you acting weird, Beam? What's up your ass?"

"Hahaha, Emma. Funny," I replied sarcastically. That was Emma, my ever so nosy friend who happens to also be my workmate. She's been bugging me about my love life ever since he's since Forth drop me off for work two weeks ago.

She can't believe I'm having an enjoyable sex life with a guy who drives a porsche, while she's stuck with a boyfriend named Porsche. Ironic coincidence? I call it fate.

After that day I asked Forth not to drive me to work anymore -- since I also have a car -- but he wouldn't hear it. He said it was his duty to keep me safe every time.

I think he just wants to spend the extra time he could with me. I lost in that argument, the first time I didn't get what I want. I even pouted and acted cute in front of him to no gain, he just threatened he'd escort me up to my floor if I insisted.

In the end, we settled in a compromise, he won't use his porsche again instead he'll use his Lamborghini, the one we rode in to the beach.

Two things have been bugging me since then: first, what is he doing during the little time he's not with me, and two, how many cars does he have?

"Hello, Beam! You're spacing out. Can't get over how hard he was on you last night?"

"What? Emma!!! What did Porsche do to your mouth?" Who wouldn't be shocked to hear that? I mean, it's Emma, she's so reserved and conservative I bet Porsche hasn't even gone beyond first base with her, and now she's talking like she's an expert on the matter. "Where's Emma? What have you done to her?" I tried joking.

"Funny, Beam. But seriously, how are you two going? You've never been this happy before." she said trying to be serious.

I might have spaced out again, trying to come up with words m. Cause thinking of an answer just brought my mind to imagining Forth and how he's treating me and how's everything so shining shimmering splendid whenever I'm with him.

"There you go again, Beam."

"I'm just happy, Emma." I said, not caring whether my smile was too obvious.

"Oh, I bet it's the sex life." She laughed again, and I just rolled my eyes, stifling a laugh.

"Whose sex life? You got a new girlfriend, Beam?" We were interrupted by a voice all too familiar to me.