Stray Master [MxM]

[Chapter Six]

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Scottish Translation

Màthair - Mother

Bràthair- Brother

mo luran - my pretty boy

leannan - Sweetheart

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Waking up now is different. Before I met Lewis waking up was a whole ordeal I hated, forcing myself to get up and get ready for work while rushing to make it on time, was stressful and on days off, I was lonely. Now though, I have Lewis calling me and guiding me through my routine to get ready for work and having knowledge that I'll see him later at the coffee shop. On-off days he calls me and talks to me for hours if he can and we meet up. I never feel lonely anymore.

It's been close to three weeks since we went on the first date to the park and got coffee, we haven't been on an official date since. We have hung out together and spoke over the phone a lot, though. Lewis had rewarded me for concentrating on work just as had said he would, he picked me up and had taken me to the store.

At first, I didn't realize what was going on. I figured he may want me to buy more food, after all, my menu at home is mashed potatoes and chicken parmesan. But instead of the food aisle, he had taken my hand and led me to the art supplies. Canvas' of different sizes and paintbrushes, paint, sketchbooks, and drawing pencils. It was heaven for me.

Lewis crossed his arms over his chest, the action making him appear bigger as his arms flex, and looked at me expectedly; waiting. When I didn't move, he nudged me softly, 'Go 'head. Pick whatever you need or want, on me.'

I tried to argue with him on it, not wanting to appear like I'm after his money, yet he insisted. Said it was my reward and that I have what I need to continue my hobby, even went as far as to tell me to paint or draw him something to put in his apartment. 'You're a good artist. I'd be well to have your work on my wall.'

I was so flattered by the compliment I couldn't focus on what I had needed or wanted, my red face bringing amusement to Lewis as he stepped in and grabbed any random thing I happened to glance twice at. I had to force him to stop, finally convincing him I had more than enough. We had four bags full of art supplies, and three large canvas'.

In Lewis's old truck in the parking lot after he paid, he pulled me against his side and kissed my temple, his beard lightly scratching my skin and tickling me in a way I had giggled. He thanked me for allowing him to pay and not argue with him about it, explained that he enjoys spoiling his partners when he thinks they deserve it. It's something I should attempt to get used to if dating goes well, it wouldn't be horrible to be spoiled occasionally.

Lewis has yet to meet Miss Parry, I want to make sure we work out as a couple before she interrogates him. He hasn't met my aunt either or been officially introduced to CeCe, although I don't speak to my Aunt much anymore she still calls to check up on me. My sister had moved after she was released from rehab and met her girlfriend, Ashley. I don't have much blood family in the state anymore now, although Miss Parry and her husband, and CeCe are the closest thing I have to the family I had always wanted.

My sister, Sarah, calls a few times. We were never very close to begin with, I'm eight years younger than her, and when I came along she was with my grandparents most of the time. Over the years she was distant from me, too focused on her friends or with my grandparents out of the house my parents owned. Then in her teen years, she got caught up in drugs and was never around except to ask for money. I barely knew her until recently, we spoke over the phone while she was in rehab and she apologized for never being with me when she knew I needed help. Drugs were her way of coping and she was young, she didn't know what to do and was scared.