I don't know if I have ever felt this blissfully happy and I am absolutely positive that it is all Dax's doing. I can't understand that he is mine, or at least mine in a fake way.
But he must sense that what we are doing is no longer fake, right? A fake relationship doesn't talk the way we do, kiss the way we do or share secrets the way we do.
The fact that he has been with me every night since our date must mean something. If this was only about getting laid while we are at it then he wouldn't have stayed the whole night the last few days and woke me with sweet kisses every morning.
"Like what you see?" His sleepy morning voice asks me and a shiver goes through my body. I will never grow tired of his raspy and sexy morning voice.
"Maybe" I say teasingly and give him a wink before I continue "I was thinking about your tattoos, do they have any meaning?" I ask and start tracing one of the angels on his firm chest. I hear him take a sharp intake of breath at the contact but I don't care and continue to trace the outlines of it.
"They all do, they are kind of a map of my life I guess, each signifying an event or person in my life that means something to me in some way" he looks lost in thought for a second before he comes back to me.
"What are the two angels for?"
"My sisters, I love them with all my heart and they are angels in my eyes"
I feel my heart melt at his words. You can really hear the love he holds for them in his voice and I really wish I had a sibling like Dax right now.
"And the star here on your shoulder?" I surprise myself by giving it a soft kiss.
"That's my mom, the brightest star in my world being my guiding light. Everything I do and what I strive to be is because of her" my heart melts some more and this time I can't hold it in.
"That's the nicest I have ever heard, your family is really lucky to have you as a son and brother Dax"
"I don't know about that but thank you, that means alot for me to hear, especially from you" he gives me a quick peck on the head, an act of kindness and affection I have come to love and eagerly crave.
I let my eyes wander slowly at his torso and arms, there are so many tattoos that I want to ask about but it would take ages to get through them all.
That's when I spot it. It looks like a grim reaper lurking behind a figure in his right arm. The figure looks like a really intricate skull with the reaper looking out from behind it.
"What is this one for?" I ask and trail the outline of the skull with my index finger.
"That one is a bit sad, it reminds me that life is fragile and can turn to shit any moment" he explains with a sad tone laced in his voice.
"You don't have to tell if it is too hard"
He takes a deep breath before he continues and I wait for him patiently, obviously this is a tough subject for him.
"No I want to, I told you about my dad leaving when I was young and me ID'ing his body right before school started?" I nod a 'yes' and he continues.
"He left and never came back, my mom never accepted that and was or rather still is heartbroken over that. Only reason I had to go all the way back home and ID him was because my sisters were nowhere to be seen and my mom didn't have the strength to do it so it fell on me, as you know I came back the same day as the party and numbed my pain with alcohol and did for a few months. Not a lot but enough to make me a douchebag".
My heart breaks for him when he tells me this story, no child should never have to ID their own father like that.
"I am so sorry Dax, I wish I could have been there for you back then, support you anyway you needed"
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A College Lie (A College Tale #2)
Romance*COMPLETED* Olivia After all the drama during my freshman year I look forward to being a sophmore. I am going to kick ass in classes and nail this marketing project. Only downside is that I am assigned to the football team for this project. That me...
