Lily
"Aaaand done!" Gunner jumps into bed. "Dishes are cleaned and laundry is done"
"Thank you" I smile.
"I know you're tired, I didn't want you to keep going" he laughs and throws our blanket on me.
I look at him as he tucks me in.
He really is amazing.
And kind.
And perfect.
But I can't seem to let this go... but I also need to stop ignoring him.
As soon as he goes to lay on his back, I stop him and push him over so he's hovering on stop of me.
"You're so amazing" I smile and kiss him.
"I wouldn't without you" he chuckles, kissing me back.
Until it turns into a make out session.
I want him.
My hands claw at his back and he sucks my neck, leaving a trail of hickeys.
"Stop" I laugh.
He laughs along and spreads my legs so he can sit his knees down.
"I love you" he pants, kissing my neck. My eyes widen and I sit up, instantly. "What's wrong?" he looks at my body. "Something h-"
"No no, Gunner. It's way too soon!" I get out of bed.
"What is?" he jumps off and follows me out of the room.
"Love! I love you's! It's way too soon!" I stress and run my fingers through my hair.
"Oh but wanting me to fuck you isn't too soon?" he tilts his head and I try to form words. "Beautiful, you wouldn't trust me with you if you didn-"
"But yet, you fuck every girl in Georgia!" I start to cry.
"What's wrong?" he sits me down. "You've been off all day and I'm trying to ignore it and make you feel better! But it's not working..."
"And you getting every slut pregnant!" I sit back up.
"What?" he pushes his eyebrows together in confusion.
"Layla told me!" I sob.
He places his hands on my shoulders. "Told you what?"
"She said she met up with a chick you hooked up with a few months ago and now she's three months pregnant" I push his hands off me.
His eyes widen. "Doesn't mean it's mine, beautiful" he sighs.
"You're just saying that! How are you so calm?!" I snap and he pulls me into his chest.
"If I had a child, I'd tell you. I would tell you as soon as I found out. But I've heard nothing. I don't see how Layla would know anything! I don't even know the names of my hookups" he rolls his eyes.
I pull away. "So you don't know?"
"I swear on everything that I never heard anything like that. I'll talk to Layla tomorrow and get this shit figured out. But I highly doubt I have a child, beautiful" he laughs and kisses my forehead.
"And if you do?" I nervously play with my fingers.
"I'd be really fucking pissed" he replies.
My eyes widen. "Why?"
"Because if anyone's carrying my children, I want it to be you. I want a family with you and only you. Can you imagine, baby? Us two! Combined! Our own little offspring!" he picks me up and I smile. "I want our own family"
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Romans"Isn't she your toy?" "Yeah, but she's more than that." ** Gunner Drake Archer, the son of a retired Red Hooder, your average bad boy after a death that will forever mess with his head. Nothing means anything to Gunner anymore, not even his own fa...