The Age of Love (Book #1)

18. Bliss

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Songs for this chapter:
Good for you - Selena Gomez
Oh Child - The Lion

"Theodore Jason Han..." My fingers write his name in the air, watching the ceiling above us.

"It's me." He chuckles.

We've been laying there for ages now, in pure bliss after sex, playing with each other's skin drawing circles and words, cuddling, snuggling... None of us mentioned what just happened. The infamous "How was it?" question.

"Where did your name come from? Aren't you... Japanese?"

"Born and bred." He reassures me.

"So where did you get such a western name?" I snuggle closer to him.

"My mother was a maid to an english mistress for a long time. One day before having us, she asked what were our names." He reminisced, "My mother said, if it's two girls: Miiko and Ariko. Then lady Erin asked, what if they are boys?"

He laughs lightly at the sweet memory.

"My mother wanted two girls. So when we were born, she and Lady Erin named us Theodore and Grayson."

"Wise woman, I love your names." I point out. "But what about an ultrasound? Did your mom wanted it to be a surprise?"

"She couldn't afford it, we were born at home and two months after that my mother was back to work for her. Luckily lady Erin took us in so mother could look after us when she had time and also do her job."

I listen carefully thinking how difficult it must have been to raise twins and still work.

"Have so much respect for your mom, can't even imagine what was like for her." I murmur.

"Me neither, nor lady Erin, she was a great help to our family. I think of her as my godmother - He smiles sweetly - She taught us english growing up and she'd let us stay there after school. Not many patrons at the time would've done that to one son, let alone two. Sometimes my sister joined us, sometimes not. Anyway, so Grayson was always pushing me to sneak around and I always ended up cleaning his mess."

"You were lucky." I kiss his chest. "I'd like to meet Grayson someday, he seems fun, and your sister too."

His muscles stiffen when I mention his sister.

"Someday but I'm not letting you near Grayson by yourself."

"Why is that?" I ask now resting my chin on his bare chest smiling widely.

"Grayson prays on innocent little girls like you." He jokes with that same naughty grin from hours ago.

"Innocent little girls like me?" I raise my brows. pf pf pffffft..

He nods wrapping his arms around me, pulling me closer and our lips meet again.

"You didn't seem too concerned about my innocence moments ago."

"Mmm.. I wasn't." He chuckles lightly, "But only because you mixed with wine... Is my trigger, my weakness."

My fingers trail playfully along his chest up to his mouth, he grabs my hand and kisses the palm.

"Why did you wait so long? Why would you always run away?" This is the question that's been burning my curiosity and I have to take advantage of Honest-Theodore-Moment.

He shrugs.

"Preserve you, court you... Let's not forget we have a 20 year gap and I was raised differently than this lost generation. Japanese culture approaches dating very differently, we take things very slowly, we're the opposite of proactive." His words are soft, docile.