Was I Dreaming or Just Blind?

Chapter 8: Times to Get Answers

When we left the restaurant I was furious but puzzled, "Seriously Becca? You're the one who was all mad and whatnot and "I'm going to do this when I see him and blah blah blah."
"Well, I was," she responded, "but I think he got my phone number from Matt and called me after I gave him a few curse words. He said he liked you and wanted to explain everything but didn't know how to."
I sighed at the comment, "But why didn't he tell me or at least YOU?"
"Because he promised me that you would get an explanation as to why he never showed up as long as I kept quiet about him showing up to the restaurant."
I thought about this for a while, whether he was with someone, or if he was working, I don't know but I was determined to find out.

After I got out of the shower I heard the door knock twice, I knew it was Hayes.
I opened the door, "Hey," I said and let out a sigh, "Hey, do you have time to talk?" He looked nervous, as he should be in this particular situation.
"Ya... come on in." He sat on the couch, and I asked if he wanted anything, he said water was fine. I grabbed the drinks and sat on the opposite side of the couch, with my blanket covering just above my belly button, my hair still a little wet, and my PJs.

I was about to say something but then, "I know you're upset, and I'm very sorry about that. I've been trying to get the right words to say to you, but it's been difficult. But the truth is I was working. You see, when I was younger my older brother, Nash and I, didn't grow up like most kids. You see, we used to make vines, blogs, and YouTube videos, so that's how many people know us. And last I was working on a video for my channel. But that is mainly a cover-up to hide the fact that we're in a family mafia, and we're pretty well known, all over the world. Everyone thinks it's all about just killing people. But there's a lot more to it than most people realize. I've lost friends and family over it. And the truth is, I didn't want you to get caught in this mess. But I trust you because I do like you, otherwise, I wouldn't be sitting here, trying to make things right, I trust you, and I should have never broken that trust."
He stopped talking, if I was expecting anything, it sure wasn't that.
"Well," I stuttered, "I... I... well I mean... I understand but unfortunately, I'm not famous, or in a mafia. But umm, I feel for you I do. It is easy for people to take advantage of each other, regardless of who they are, and you're famous... which is awesome. But the truth is, you could've told me, no, you don't know me that well, but after what you told me, I still see the same person. A person who lied, but came clean and was honest which is still endearing."
He then smiled for the first time since he's been here.
"And don't think just because you're famous, you're getting off the hook, people still have feelings and get hurt just the same." I stopped for a second.
"Does being with you, or around you... does it put me in any harm's way?"
"Well, the truth is," he replies, "not many people know about you, except for Matt, but he's uhh.. he's my bodyguard."
Well, that's something you don't hear every day.
"And I'm so sorry," he continues, "I promise I will make it up to you, and earn your trust back like nobody would believe, flowers, chocolates, cars...."
"Woah, woah, woah, calm down there, I think a dinner and possibly a movie afterward will be just fine." I chuckled nervously.

He looks at me, and I look at him, there's so many questions I want to ask him, but instead, I ask him one.

"So, what are you doing here then?"

He hesitates for a second before replying,

"I got mixed up in something bad and it caused a fight between my family and another, so I'm here until things cool down. And Matt's my bodyguard because I can't be alone, especially in a place I don't know."

"Well, I'm sorry to hear about that, and if you ever want to talk about it, I'm here." He smiles again, "You have no idea how much that means to me, I want to tell you everything and I promise I will soon." It may not be today, but it showed how much he must care to tell me all of that.

We sat in silence, but the tension was building, he looked at me and smiled. I'm in a spell, his eyes are locked on mine, and somehow I move closer to him, he's then running his hands through my hair, staring as if he's also entranced.

"I've never met someone like you." He stated, "The feelings are mutual." I replied. Our faces are extremely close at this point, our lips barely touching. "May I?"
I think I know what he's asking, I think I'm ready and this may be the dumbest thing I've ever done but I nod without hesitation.

He slowly plants a small kiss on my lips, and then another, and another, until our lips are in sync. My heart is pumping and my stomach is full of butterflies. He puts his hands on my waist and pulls me on top of him. His breath is hot on my neck, as my hands flow through his dark hair.

"Would you like to continue this in the bedroom?" He asks between kisses obviously out of breath, "Yes."
"That's yes sir to you." He responds,
"Yes sir." I blushed. He picks me up, walks down the hall, shuts the door, and lays me on the bed. He takes off his shirt and lays on top of me and starts kissing me again. He's kissing every inch of my body that doesn't have my clothes on. He then started to take off my clothes, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a condom. But first, he starts kissing down and down until, "Oh God," I moan under my breath, after a while, he comes back up and says, "I've been wanting to do that for a while." He smirks as I blush, he looks down trying to find, well, you know. "Are you sure?" he asked again, I looked at him and nodded yes. He slowly puts his penis inside and I felt instant pain and winced against the sharp pain, but he was going slow, and eventually, it starts to feel better. I started moaning as he picked up the pace. "Oh my god," he breathes through going faster, "You're so beautiful," I'm moaning louder now, "Hayes.." "Yes, baby, scream for me," He sent my body over the edge and soon enough he is hitting every spot that screams for attention, it's amazing and utterly orgasmic. "Come with me," he demanded and soon enough we were both cumming, he dropped his head down and planted a kiss on my forehead. "You're mine now."

We lay on the bed, cuddling naked, in silence, but not an awkward silence, a warming silence. Hayes stood up and put on his clothes, "Are you doing anything right now?" I looked puzzled. "Well, obviously not." I chuckled at the question, "Okay, can you get ready, there's something I want to show you."