The Secretary

You Are My Home

Carson and I were finally back on the road and heading back home. Home...it was a weird thing. Home could be anything, not just a place. I thought my apartment was my temporary home. But then Carson's house was my home. Now, I finally realize when people say home isn't a place, it's whatever you want it to be. It could be a person. And that person for me is Carson. No matter where we are or what happens he'll always be my home. I've never been this happy before. There was always something wrong going in my life. When I was little I was always forced to do things and go to parties with my family. And then I started dating Brandon, someone my parents basically forced me to date to get a business deal. And then he forced me to do so many things. But now I have Carson and he doesn't do those things. He doesn't force me to do anything. He's calm and caring and always makes sure I'm ok. I don't know what I did to ever deserve him.

"What are you thinking about, sweetheart?" Carson asked me as he gently squeezed my thigh to get my attention.

I smiled and held his hand, intertwining our fingers together "You. Its always you." I whispered and I felt my heart flutter when I saw a wide grin spread across his face.

"Well what about me are you thinking about?" He asked as he gently rubbed his thumb across my knuckles.

"About how home isn't a place. It can be a person. And you're that person. You are my home." I leaned over and kissed his cheek softly as he pulled up to his house. Our house.

"You are so very cheesy, my love." He chuckled and pecked my lips before getting out and quickly helping me out of the car.

"I told you before I'm able to do stuff on my own. Especially just getting out of the car." I pouted playfully as he kissed my pouty lips.

"You're cute. I'm taking care of you no matter what you say. Why do you always have to be so stubborn?" He picked me up carefully and walked inside. How could I say no to him? I mean he's just trying to take care of me.

"I love you so much. I'm the luckiest girl in the world." I whispered and pecked his lips as he carried me into our house.

He chuckled and walked up to our room and laid me down on the bed before laying next to me "That's funny. Because I thought I was the luckiest guy ever." He whispered back and kissed my head.

"I think we are both really cheesy." I laughed a little and wrapped my arms around him tightly as I nuzzled my head into his neck.

"Maybe. But you are way more cheesy than me." He smirked. "Well its better to be cheesy then to be super boring." I said and stuck my tongue out at him playfully.

He rolled his eyes "You are such a child. How old are you again?"

"Oh shut up. You love my childish ways. And obviously I'm five." I said with a smirk and kissed his cheek. I flipped over on top of him and started to kiss his neck.

He groaned and placed his hands on my waist "You know I was going to try and ask you something. But I think you're going to distract me from doing that.." he whispered as I started to suck on a part of his neck.

"I guess I am pretty good at distracting you then." I murmured and once I pulled away he quickly flipped us over, but like usual, was still careful of my wound.

"Well guess what? I can be distracting too. And I can leave little distractions all over your neck." He whispered seductively as he started to kiss my neck now. I knew what he meant and my god was it hard to not rip off all our clothes right then and there.

"What did you want to talk me about?" I asked after I let out a soft moan when I felt him leave a hickey on my neck.

"It can wait for now. There's no way I can control myself anymore. You are way too...distracting." he said softly before pulling away with a smirk.

"I like being distracting. It causes some very wonderful things." I whispered and then our evening was spent doing mang things...

"We have been doing a lot of distracting things recently." Carson whispered as he rubbed my back gently. I pulled the covers over myself and laid my head on his chest.

"We have. Is that so bad?" I asked and looked up at him with a raised brow.

"Of course not. I love doing those things with you. But you're still injured. We should probably limit ourselves so I don't hurt you. I would hate myself if I hurt you." He said softly and kissed my head.

"Ok. If it makes you feel better then we'll hold off for a little bit." I whispered and kissed his cheek. He was so sweet and caring. I wouldn't want to be with anyone else. I could see a future with him. I could see getting married and having kids with him. And there was nothing stopping us anymore. I had nothing to worry about.

"Well I think I'm finally able to talk to you, right? You're not going to distract me anymore?" He asked with a small smirk.

I rolled my eyes playfully at him "You can talk now. I promise I won't distract you." I assured him.

Carson's pov
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I was so nervous. Having Brooklyn distract me for a little bit did help my nerves for the time being but now they were back since I was finally able to talk to her. I had so many doubts in my mind but I tried to look on the positive side. But the negatives were very bad if they came true.

"Brooklyn..."

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Haha cliffhanger...