Challenging a Cold Heart

Chapter 40: Children

Vince's POV

I glanced at Luc and for the first time in years, I felt truly happy. I couldn't believe it. I was finally going on a date with Luc. This morning I had woken up to a horrible dream..or rather wet dream. I stared at my fingers. I think I was developing a terrible kink. An impossible kink. In my dream I saw me whipping Luc's chest like I did last night. But unlike reality I went over to him and licked his chest and the grooves of his abs, kissing and biting on them, making Luc hiss. He smelled so good, I thought as I buried my face against his abdomen. He grabbed my hair when I reached the flyer of his jeans and then pulled down the flyer himself. Suddenly I was staring at an actual banana..like an actual banana and I woke up with a gasp. As soon as I woke up, I guiltily wondered how it would have been in real if he was aroused. I wasn't stupid enough to not know that a penis could take many shapes when aroused. What would his be like was my first thought after waking up.

As reality dawned I was embarrassed of my thoughts. I looked around and realized I was in Luc's bed and it smelled like his cologne and the medicine I applied on his wounds last night. As a doctor I find the smell of antiseptics very comforting..like my partner in combating disease. It always gave me a feeling of serenity and cleanliness. I lazed in bed for a while, burying my face into his pillow and sniffing it with a goofy smile. I wanted to wake up in Luc's bed every morning with his scent all over me.

I glanced at the clock and gasped to see it was past 8 now. Jumping out of bed, I hurried to take a shower. I took off the clothes I was wearing and was about to stuff it into the dirty clothes laundry basket in the dressing room leading to the bathroom. That's when I saw Luc's t-shirt that he wore to bed last night in it. There were no other dirty clothes in it except the ones he was wearing last night. I considered taking his boxer too but then thought it was too perverted even for me.

Last night I had already taken his shirt to my room on the pretext of washing them. But I didn't have time to do anything with it and I just immersed it in water. I was in a hurry to get back to Luc anyway. I wasn't really intending to be a thief but last night was a milestone in our relationship and I wanted a reminder of it. I guess that excuse could work a second time too, I thought as I took Luc's t-shirt from the dirty laundry basket. Hanging Luc's t-shirt on a hangar I kept it on the cloth hanger in the dressing room before going to take a shower. Once finished I was intending to take a fresh towel when I noticed the towel on the rack. I remembered how Luc hated throwing used towels into laundry basket when it was wet. He always dried it off before putting it in the laundry basket meant for towels. He was odd like that. He had laundry baskets for different types of items like towels, boxers and clothes. Those went to separate bins.

I took the towel and smelled it. Honestly, the towel smelled better than the freshly washed ones. Also since it was on a heated rack it was already mostly dry. I took the towel happily and took my time wearing Luc's cologne, lotion and even dabbled with his after shave on my hair. I guess I was like Goldilocks using everything that caught my interest. When I got bored, I wore Luc's t-shirt and decided to go back to my room. I really didn't intend to steal Luc's clothes but I was thinking he wouldn't really miss it. He had way too many clothes anyway. A simple black t-shirt wouldn't be missed. It didn't feel like an honest thing to do and I wondered why Luc brought out the worst in me. Battling guilt, I poked out my head to check if there was anyone around. I was pretty sure Luc wouldn't be around.

He was a morning riser and doesn't usually dawdle at home, I thought. I heard no sound. So I was happily about to run out when I took a look into the living room and froze seeing Luc looking at me in amusement. The sinking feeling in my chest felt real as he walked over to me. That was like one of the most embarrassing episodes of my whole life. I was worried that he would be angry over it. His teasing made me anxious and I returned his clothes to him. But to my horror he put it in the trash bin. For some reason, that hurt. I was appalled when he nonchalantly threw away something to which I had attached such sentimental value. But then things changed as we talked. Luc said he'd give his shirt to me if I gave his top to him. It eased my guilt for taking his shirt last night, I guess. As for the top I wore last night, I have to ask Elina to sell me the top.