HOPE

13.

Milo.

We parked close to the never ending carnival. Ken climbed out and locked the car with me in it, he walked around the car and unlocked it.

I knew he was trying to be all gentlemanly and I loved.

We walked to the entrance toward the ticket booth, he paid despite my protest about paying half. I knew I could never win an argument with him so I let it be.

Walking in we both couldn't decide which one to try first. "Let's go gaming first." He asserts and I nod. I sucked at most of the games and shooting a moving target was not as easy as it seemed.

He came up behind me and guided my hands, I lost all my concentration on the target because I felt Ken's abs on my back so I leaned back more.

I eventually get it right but still no prize, he dragped me to another booth and won four stuffed animals. "Why four?" I demand and he turns to me. "One for me, one for you and two for the boys." He replied with a mischievous smirk which made me shiver.

The one for him was slightest bigger than the rest and mine was almost as big but not like his, it seemed like a family with the two little ones. If this meant what I thought he was conveying maybe this could really be a good thing after all.

We walked to the Ferris wheel and bought tickets, yet again he acted like a gentleman holding my hand as the wheel went up. It was so beautiful up there since the sun was setting, the city looked so beautiful, the water reflecting all the shades of light that cascaded on it.

The wheel stopped for a bit. "Milo I love you and I want to see where this goes, I don't expect you to say it back as yet because I know it's too early, I want to be worthy of you, you're worth fighting for and sometimes it scares me how much I'm already in love with you in such a short space of time. I know you have kids and that doesn't matter, I love your boys and their dad. So will you be my boyfriend?"

The wheel started back up again and I wiped my tears because of what he said. It's always been men after my money and fame who wanted to date me, knowing I had the twins sent them running.

Yet hearing Ken say what he felt made me reflect on a lot, the boys needed a dad and I can't keep blocking every guy who likes me because much like Ken they were CEOs trying to find ways to get shares in companies.

Ken was different he didn't want my shares, money, power or fame, he was fighting for my love and that made me want him and in a way I was already in love with him but I wouldn't say it yet.

We walked back to the car  holding hands, a couple passed us their disgust evident. "Bloody faggots, don't know where to show their fucking faces, disgusting." Ken immediately turned around and walked to the guy and punched him repeatedly.

"You couldn't say that to our faces coward, so you said it behind our backs that just shows how little your capacity to think is, just because I love him does not make me different from you loving your girlfriend and anyone here can support that, now pick your pathetic worthless self and shove your opinions up your ass." He kicked the man again making him groan.

"You can call me faggot but don't you ever call my my clover faggot, he is beautiful more than your blonde skank." He exclaimed pointing to me then the man's girlfriend.

I pulled him away from the guy who was on the ground and hugged him while I cried, I calmed down, forgot about the crowd and pulled his face to mine connecting our lips. People began taking pictures and we pulled apart.

"That will go viral." He chuckled with a smirk "Thank you, no one has ever defended me like that." I wipe my face and the crowd was still there taking pictures.

My ever reliable security team came to help us get out of the crowd to Ken's car. He opened the door for me as people shout our names since they figured who we were.

"Ready for part two?" He asked and I'm surprised. "Don't tell me you thought that was the end of our date." He spoke with his signature smirk.

We drove toward the beach, like he did at first he locked me in and unlocked to hold his hand out for me. We walked toward a place decorated with fairy lights, a blanket with throw pillows and an Ice bucket with a bottle of wine was set along with a basket.

"You did this for me?" He nods and I hug him, his hand rubbed my back, this was yet again another thing no one had done for me, I usually did it for my boys.

He helps me sit and I do so with haste "It's so beautiful, thank you again." I say it because I never imagined my first fate would be unique. "I guarantee you I made everything myself." Ken exclaims as he took out plates and containers, with fruits and what seemed like black forest cake and another with spaghetti bolognese.

He served me and I are like a craved man, it was good, lit up my mouth in flavor, "Are you sure a chef didn't make this?" He chuckles. "No clover a chef didn't make that, my mother drilled the art of cooking into me when I was a teen, I never lost the talent." His response intrigued me, I wanted to know more about the man who had asked me to be his boyfriend.

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"It's so good, thank you for making me eat your secret talent, you should cook come when you come over, I'm sure the boys will love it, I wish I could meet your mom she sounds lovely." When I spoke his eyes lit up.

"I would love to cook for the boys and meeting my mom would involve my dad, he is not very fond of well the gender I like." I could sense the sadness in his voice.

  I hated it, I wanted to meet the man and give him a bit of my own opinion on what I thought about his backwater thoughts and ways.

"I'm good with old people don't worry." I replied wiping some sauce off his bottom lip, he grabs my thumb and sucks on it which really made it hard not to moan.

"Then ok we can go visit them this coming weekend." He smirks.

We enjoy the rest of the night talking about each other's childhoods, our likes and dislikes. I found out a lot about Ken that I liked and a bunch of stuff about his previous relationship with Luca and what he did to Ken, I only hated the man but I'm glad his loss was my gain.

We drove back home going on and on about which was best Wendys or Macdonalds, I thought both were pretty good but I enjoyed Macdonalds more

"You have to trade Ken you either be a MacD fan or no good night kiss." That was the only way I knew to get what I wanted. "Cheater." He mumbled and I knew I won.

He parked in front of my house and we got out. "I really had a great first date with you, I can't wait to meet your parents and another date if you see it in the future." I kiss him and we stay like that, he licks my bottom lip and I don't give way until he spanks me.

I open up for him and he dominates my mouth, claiming it as his, after a long while of kissing, we pull back my lips swollen.

"Yes I will be your boyfriend Ken Melroe." I reply.
"Yees!!" He fist bumps into the air and claims my mouth again.

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LMJ