“Don’t do this, bug, don’t try to doubt what this is with semantics. I’m here because I love you and for fuck’s sake, I know you love me too.”
My bottom lip bobbled as tears formed in my eyes at Drew’s words.
“Tell me that weekend didn’t mean anything to you.”
He took another step toward me, but this time I didn’t move away from him.
“Tell me you don’t feel the same way I do.”
He was standing in front of me now, his hands reaching for my face and forcing me to look at him. I could barely see him through the tears that were falling from my eyes.
“Tell me you don’t love me.”
A sob escaped me and Drew’s lips crashed to mine. I grabbed ahold of his shirt and pulled him toward me, crashing his chest against mine. His hands came to my ass, lifting me into the air. My back hit against the nearest wall and my legs instinctively wrapped around Drew’s waist. His hands kneaded into my ass and I let out a moan into his lips, finally breaking the kiss. Our foreheads met together and our breaths intertwined as we tried to catch up with our racing hearts.
“I fucking missed you so much.” Drew’s words rang out in the empty house. I just wish I’d had something besides a wall for us to be against.
“I love you.”
I let the words slip from my lips and looked directly at Drew.
“I love you too, bug. I’m sorry I didn’t come for you sooner, but I knew this way, I’d be able to make you mine without your parents interfering.”
“Oh, trust me.” I pushed at him to let me down. “They will definitely be interfering now, especially since we’re going to have to tell them you’re the father.”
“Not before I can have my way with you.” Drew pulled me into him again, placing a kiss on my nose. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me from the ground and spinning us around. A laugh escaped me and I swore it was the first time I’d heard it since I’d left Drew months ago.
I hadn’t realized what I’d deprived myself of until this very moment. Happiness, love, security, and most of all, a family.
“We have to tell your parents at some point.” Drew finally let my feet rest back on the ground.
“I know this, just.” I paused and thought about when exactly I could tell my parents that I knew exactly who the father of my child was. Plus the fact they’d just met him. But no date came to mind. No occasion seemed worthy enough that they’d take the time to understand everything that was happening. If it wasn’t benefiting them, it needed to only take five minutes before they were on to the next thing. “I don’t want them to see you as just a fling, because you’re not.”
“Then we’ll tell them that.”
I simply nodded at Drew’s statement, hoping deep down my parents would understand. Because, when it came to Drew, I wasn’t going to run away this time.
I’d said goodbye once to Drew this summer and now, I was never going to say goodbye to him again.
