Colins Story: Part 4
The day i ask her to marry me we are having dinner at my house with her father and brother; it's her 20th birthday. She starts to tear saying yes and I try very hard to focus on the shine in her brown eyes and not the look my brother is giving me. It's easy to convince myself I've never been happier as my parents congratulate me and I watch Marie Grace try to contain her excitement. Her smile is all I need.
By my 20th birthday we've rented a small house and made it our own, complete with a kitten and everything. I begin small work for my uncle but I'm bringing in more money than I ever would in a legitimate job, Marie Grace still doesn't know about my job but she's never asked.
"Colin, my mom invited me to spend Christmas with her back home and my Dad's even going to tolerate her enough to come! What do you think? Christmas drama sound fun for you?"
It's our first Christmas in this house but Marie Grace hasn't seen her mother since moving so i agree that she should go but I want to stay out of the impending bitch fight that is sure to ensue the moment her parents are in the same state. She laughs it off and begins packing for her trip.
I sit down to sort through the mail and come across a handwritten letter addressed to me. I assume it's a Christmas card and open it; I am right but the name makes my heart drop. It is an invitation to the Dean family annual Christmas party. Landen.
It's been about two years since what happened with Landen and we haven't spoken since that day I said goodbye. I push the invite into my jeans pocket and try to forget about it.
“My mom is going to be really upset she doesn't get to meet you Colin.” Marie Grace says pulling dresses out of her closet. “But, honestly, you got the better end of this deal! Christmases with the two of them is always a riot until someone dumps wine on the others head and then next thing you know i'm bailing someone out of jail. Again.”
She keeps talking, Marie Grace never likes silence so she always chatters to herself about something of other. I usually find it adorable but right now my mind is on that piece of paper in my pocket. I can feel it searing through my jeans. I feel like she knows it's there and is going to start asking uncomfortable questions. My throat is dry.
“Colin are you okay?” She stops her hunt for 'that one dress she wore that time' and faces me.
“Yeah Baby, I'm just fine.” I lie. I can tell she knows because she cocks her head to one side and raises an eyebrow.
“Lover you've been folding that same sweater for 10 minutes.”
I try to smile. I don't want her to know about this, i don't want her to know that just the thought of a one time mistake is making my heart beat faster than it has in years. I don't want her to know she doesn't make my heart beat this fast. Landen. Stop it.
I sit on the bed and open my arms for her, she comes right over to sit on my lap.
“I'm okay, really. I think i might be working too hard or something.” I hold her tighter, letting my fingers run along her leg, nuzzling my face close to her neck “What d'you say we put the packing on hold?”
She giggles.
Marie Grace. It's so easy to get lost in her eyes.
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Early the next morning I drive her to her fathers so they can head off. I tell her I love her and request she call me when they get there.
The ride home is a nightmare; without her there I have nothing to distract me from my thoughts. Why would he invite me? Does he still think of me? Does he still love me? Why should I care if he does?
At the house I have trouble focusing on my housework. I wasn't myself after I'd stopped seeing him and it was only after meeting Marie Grace that I felt better. I love her, I want to marry her. She helped me see that all of my feelings towards Landen were just a fluc. She is who i need in my life.
But then why are sobs catching in my throat? Stop it Colin.
I make my way to my bed, it smells like Marie Graces hair oil, at the thought of her I feel a tear on my cheek. Damn.
The knot in my stomach is the same as it was two years ago, and I can still picture the tears in his pretty green eyes the day Miles called him a 'fairy' and the way he used to chew his lip when he was nervous or scared. I haven't thought about it in years but just the mental image sends lighting through my body, making me gasp out loud. Marie Grace never did that to me.
The questions never stop assaulting me; should I go? Why would he invite me? Would I be able to handle seeing him? What about Marie Grace?
I can't handle all of this all at once, this is why I'd never allowed myself to think of him. I go to the kitchen and grab the strongest liquor i own. Today isn't a day i want to remember.
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I have to go. I have to know.
The party is Christmas Day, I stop in on my parents in the morning and then I make my way down towards the Deans house. It's been so long since I've driven this route.
As I pull up I see dozens of cars parked out front, and many familiar faces from the days when i practically lived here. The butterflies are starting up again; they know I'm coming, I sent back my RSVP but I'm still nervous that maybe they aren't expecting me. I feel like when i walk in there everyone is going to turn and stare.
I grip the steering wheel and take a deep breath. You can do this Colin.
I get out of the car and I see Alissa getting out of the car in front of mine.
"Colin?" She smiles and waves "Long time no see! Stop being such a stranger , I promise I won't hurt you. Yet."
I smile, she looks radiant in a sparkly white dress. "Wow you look beautiful." I don't mention how much she looks like her brother.
"I know" she replies winking and we laugh. On the way to the house she tells me she's still seeing Carlo and they plan on getting a place together soon. "I was just over at his place for Christmas morning."
We get to the front door and i feel bile rise in my throat, I purposely didn't eat this morning to stop myself from vomiting. I guess I'm shaking because Alissa puts her hand on my arm;
"It's okay Colin. He's not mad at you, in fact he wanted to invite you to tell you that he forgives you. Don't be nervous."
He forgives me? I don't know if I can handle that, forgiveness means he's gotten over me. Maybe he has someone else? I have someone else. Why do i care? I shake my head and open the door, holding it for Alissa to pass before entering the house myself.
The house smells the same as before, that mix of all the people who live there, but there is the distinct smell of Christmas dinner in the air. The furniture is the same but pushed out of the way to make room and there was a giant pile of gifts. I look around and I recognize Mr. and Mrs. Dean, Miles, Starla, Caitlyn, so many people i haven't seen, except the one I want. Mrs. Dean sees me and smiles waving me over into her conversation; she's telling the story about the time she got me to ride her horse and I was to frightened to move. Her friends find it hilarious but I add that Faith herself screamed when the horse took off in full gallop with her on it's back. We all get a good laugh and then i see him. He's taller, more masculine than I remember, in a black suit and bow tie. He looks around the room and his eyes fall on me and when they do he smiles that beautiful smile that melts my heart. I excuse myself and Faith nods me off with a smile.
"Merry Christmas." I say because it's all i can think of. His green eyes are sparkling but he seems nervous too. That's a surprising relief, at least I'm not the only one having problems.
"Merry Christmas to you too. I'm glad you could make it."
"Yeah, i wasn't sure if I should-I mean could but..." This feels awkward and forced. I know there are thing we should be saying but neither of us knows where to start. We stare at each other for a few moments before he looks around and laughs.
"Colin...we're standing under the mistletoe..." He says. I look up and sure enough there it is.
"You did that on purpose." I say but I smile so he knows I'm not angry. He keeps laughing and shakes his head.
"I swear i did not!" I don't believe him but the butterflies in my stomach don't care. I hadn't thought further than just meeting him, getting that first 'Hello' over with but now that the opportunity has presented itself... I want this. I want him. I look into those deep green eyes that have always haunted my dreams, that I've always imagined looking back at me when i hold her. How am I only now realizing it?
He runs his fingers through his hair and looks around, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone, especially me. Right on queue he pulls his lower lip between his teeth and gives a little nibble. I can feel my knees shake and I can't be sure I didn't make an audible sound but i can't stop looking at his mouth. Please. We have an excuse.
"So...? what do you say? It's tradition after all." He almost whispers. He's afraid I'll get angry and leave . I can't explain why I'm so happy, happier than I've been in years.
"Yeah." I manage, but my voice cracks "It's tradition."
I can see the smile he's trying to hide as he leans in to peck my lips; to both our surprise I catch his bottom lip between my own and gently run my tongue across it. Without thinking I wrap my arms around him and pull him to me, he responds in turn and we kiss. It's not a hard, passionate kiss like our first one, this is slow, loving. We take our time tasting each other, feeling every detail of the other persons lips and tongue. I have never had a kiss like this and I never want it to end.
He pulls away first and rests his forehead on my own. "Wow" is all he says but he holds me a bit tighter. I never want him to let go but reality come crashing back when we hear someone cough. We both look up to see the entire living room has gone quiet and most of the guests are staring right at us. Shit. What have i done. Landens arms drop to his side and he steps away from me and starts to speak but Alissa beats him to it;
"Okay everybody gift time! You've had your show! Move along."
Landen smiles at her and she returns the gesture, motioning for us to go somewhere private. With the guests seem too stunned to do anything but obey and Landen grabs my hand and pulls me into the kitchen where we can talk.
"What was that?" He says and immediately I'm sorry. What was i thinking? I just kissed Landen...in front of all his family and friends.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
"Yes you did. i thought you were seeing some girl from high school?"
"Umm..."
"Damn it Colin!" I've never seen him angry before "I spent so much time missing you, don't you dare waltz in here give kiss me like that and then just say 'Um'. I swear to god I will not let you do this to me again."
His eyes start to glaze over and I hear his voice catch in his throat. He's feeling just the same way I am. I know I have to chose right now. I have to chose a life with Marie Grace or with Landen. My stomach turns over and I open my mouth to speak but no words come out.
"You know what Colin? Fuck you. You can't keep doing this. I don't know why I invited you." He looks hurt and as he turns I see tears start to spill over and run down his cheeks. Never has a choice been easier; I grab his arm and pull him near me. I wipe away the tears, then I kiss his eyelids one at a time and I wrap him in my arms and touch my lips to his. This time he's the one to deepen the kiss.
I fight all of the doubts in my mind, all of the worries, ever single thought telling me to stop. And it's easy. Because I have never felt more right in my life.
“Can we...go to your room?” I whisper to him. The idea scares the hell out of me but I need him more than air, this suit is suffocating me and I just can't seem to get close enough.
But Landen just chuckles and shakes his head. I can hear myself whine. He just laughs and holds me tighter.
“Not helping.”
He laughs again and I watch the smile spread across his face. How could I ever doubt that I love him?
“What are you thinking about?” I need to know.
He shrugs and smirks “That I'm really glad my mom forced me to invite you. Apparently I was moping or something.”
“I love your smile.”
“Keep holding my this and you'll see a lot of it.”
I do keep holding him and by the time Mr. Dean comes to get us we're dosing in each others arms.
"I'd say I hate to interrupt but you two have been making out in my kitchen all evening and honestly, it's a bit awkward. Are you going home Colin or are we making room for you?"
I glance at Landen who is almost fulling asleep. "I think I'll stick around. Could you get us some blankets, we'll sleep right here if you don't mind."
Mr. Dean shrugs "Fine by me, we already auctioned of Landens bed to Starla. Just don't do anything funny...we keep our food in here." In just a few minutes he returns with heaps of thick blankets and pillows. I have to wake Landen up to move and he helps me spread the blankets on the floor.
We pile our clothes on the floor and burrow under the topmost blankets before we freeze.
"The kitchen is freezing!" I say and he giggles before reaching back and pulling my arm around him.
When I wake up the next morning he's still holding my hand against his chest. It takes me a moment to remember where I am and what happened. Once I do I smile and plant a kiss on the back of Landens neck before nuzzling my face into his hair and falling back to sleep.
I wake again to Landen facing me, running his hand through the hair on my chest.
"Having fun?" I ask yawning.
"I don't see how I could be having any more fun."
"You're adorable" I say before kissing his forehead. "What time is it?"
"Noon. Everyone's still asleep.”
I chuckle "How long have you been up?"
He shrugs "Few hours" He shifts, wrapping his legs up with mine, i pull him closer gratful for the warmth.
"And you've just been laying here?" I ask trying to steal as much of his body heat as I can.
"Yeah. I like watching you sleep. You're gorgeous."
Gorgeous. That's a new one. I pull him closer. No one has ever fit better in my arms.
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I smell like Landen.
My house smells like Marie Grace.
I can't get the vision of perfect green eyes out of my head.
Her eyes are brown.
I think I want to marry him.
She likes to write Marie Grace Jones on all her letters.
What did I just do?
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“Marie Grace? Baby we need to talk...”
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I still have the keys but I knock anyway.
“Colin honey! Did you lose your keys?”
“No Mom, I...I need to talk to you and Dad.”
The look my father is giving me is making my heart race. I can't decipher it and that scares the fuck out of me. I look at my mom but her face is much softer. Good. At least she still loves me.
“Colin Nathaniel Jones.” My father starts, his voice is low. He takes his time to pronounce each syllable of my name.
“...Yes Sir.”
“I can't believe it.”
“Aiden” My mothers voice was also soft. I hope she's going to come to my rescue. “You still love him.”
“Think about what people are going to say!”
“Is gossip more important than your son?”
My father turns to face her but I still can't read his expression. I choose to stay quiet.
“Dammit Hannah! Can't I be shocked for two seconds before you start accusing me of hating my son. Fuck. Yes I love him but I've also known him 20 years and I’m a bit put out by this sudden confession okay?”
I realize I'd been holding my breath because I exhale more air than I thought possible.
“Thank you Dad.”
He waves it off “You should probably tell Avery before he hears it around town though.”
“Avery already knows....”
“So BOTH of my sons have been keeping this from me...my whole world is a lie. I'm having a drink and you're going to think of how to get me some grand babies.”
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“Someone actually pulled their kid away from me today. Do they think I'm contagious? Like I get within 10 feet of their snotty ass child and all of a sudden he's going to be in a mini skirt sucking dick behind the bleachers at school?”
Landen laughs; “Actually yes. That's exactly what they think.”
“How do you deal with this?” More people are indifferent than I expected but there are still plenty that give me dirty looks when I’m walking down the street, or stop what they're doing to tell me how I'm destined for Hell.
Landen shrugs “i ignore it mostly. My family supports me, my friends don't judge me, and then there's you. I don't have to care what those people think.”
He moves to be closer to me and I fold him into my arms. I will never get over how right this feels. I bury my face in the base of his neck and set about enjoying the noises he starts making.
“So. I've had a bad day and I can think of something that would cheer me up...if you want to?” I want him too bad to care how scared I am. I want to show him how much I love him.
He shakes his head, again, but I keep up my caresses. I can tell he likes it.
“We should wait...” he sighs. Wait. He means until we're married. I stop and look at him, we've talked about this a few times but I only just finished moving out of Marie Graces place. The closer it gets to being reality the more nervous the thought makes me.
“Uhh...”
“Colin. I'm not forcing you into anything you don't want. I just...I don't want to have to worry that-”
“That I'll leave you again?” He nods. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. “Then let's get married.” What?
“Wooow. Can't wait to look back on this and say “Remember that time you were so horny you asked me to marry you?”
“I'm serious.” What?? “Right now, let's go to City Hall.”
“Colin are you high?” He raised an eye brow at me and tried to turn to face me better but I just pull him onto my lap.
“Landen if you question me one more time I will probably come to my senses and remember how fucking scared I am of everything that being with you means and I might just cry.”
“Well. In that case do it right.”
“UGH! Landen Dean I fucking love you okay and if you don't agree to marry me so I can show you just how much I love you I am going to lose my mind. Please?”
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Later that night I lay with my husband in my arms, getting lost in the deep green of his eyes and the feeling of his body. I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be.
“I love you.”
“I love you more.”
I laugh. He has no idea.
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I think I'm going to call this done. Hope you all enjoyed! I struggled not making this a bit more 'adult' towards the end....idk i have a seriously dirty mind and you guys are so lucky I censor the fuck out of myself (lol) SPEAKING OF SEX! (lolwhat?) I donated Landen and Colin to one of my favorite Simblrs to do what she please with so check with Eroticsims sometime in the next few days to see if she's posted the boys ;P
I've got a Deans chapter for you all tomorrow. See you in the comments lovelies :)
By my 20th birthday we've rented a small house and made it our own, complete with a kitten and everything. I begin small work for my uncle but I'm bringing in more money than I ever would in a legitimate job, Marie Grace still doesn't know about my job but she's never asked.
"Colin, my mom invited me to spend Christmas with her back home and my Dad's even going to tolerate her enough to come! What do you think? Christmas drama sound fun for you?"
It's our first Christmas in this house but Marie Grace hasn't seen her mother since moving so i agree that she should go but I want to stay out of the impending bitch fight that is sure to ensue the moment her parents are in the same state. She laughs it off and begins packing for her trip.
I sit down to sort through the mail and come across a handwritten letter addressed to me. I assume it's a Christmas card and open it; I am right but the name makes my heart drop. It is an invitation to the Dean family annual Christmas party. Landen.
It's been about two years since what happened with Landen and we haven't spoken since that day I said goodbye. I push the invite into my jeans pocket and try to forget about it.
“My mom is going to be really upset she doesn't get to meet you Colin.” Marie Grace says pulling dresses out of her closet. “But, honestly, you got the better end of this deal! Christmases with the two of them is always a riot until someone dumps wine on the others head and then next thing you know i'm bailing someone out of jail. Again.”
She keeps talking, Marie Grace never likes silence so she always chatters to herself about something of other. I usually find it adorable but right now my mind is on that piece of paper in my pocket. I can feel it searing through my jeans. I feel like she knows it's there and is going to start asking uncomfortable questions. My throat is dry.
“Colin are you okay?” She stops her hunt for 'that one dress she wore that time' and faces me.
“Yeah Baby, I'm just fine.” I lie. I can tell she knows because she cocks her head to one side and raises an eyebrow.
“Lover you've been folding that same sweater for 10 minutes.”
I try to smile. I don't want her to know about this, i don't want her to know that just the thought of a one time mistake is making my heart beat faster than it has in years. I don't want her to know she doesn't make my heart beat this fast. Landen. Stop it.
I sit on the bed and open my arms for her, she comes right over to sit on my lap.
“I'm okay, really. I think i might be working too hard or something.” I hold her tighter, letting my fingers run along her leg, nuzzling my face close to her neck “What d'you say we put the packing on hold?”
She giggles.
Marie Grace. It's so easy to get lost in her eyes.
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Early the next morning I drive her to her fathers so they can head off. I tell her I love her and request she call me when they get there.
The ride home is a nightmare; without her there I have nothing to distract me from my thoughts. Why would he invite me? Does he still think of me? Does he still love me? Why should I care if he does?
At the house I have trouble focusing on my housework. I wasn't myself after I'd stopped seeing him and it was only after meeting Marie Grace that I felt better. I love her, I want to marry her. She helped me see that all of my feelings towards Landen were just a fluc. She is who i need in my life.
But then why are sobs catching in my throat? Stop it Colin.
I make my way to my bed, it smells like Marie Graces hair oil, at the thought of her I feel a tear on my cheek. Damn.
The knot in my stomach is the same as it was two years ago, and I can still picture the tears in his pretty green eyes the day Miles called him a 'fairy' and the way he used to chew his lip when he was nervous or scared. I haven't thought about it in years but just the mental image sends lighting through my body, making me gasp out loud. Marie Grace never did that to me.
The questions never stop assaulting me; should I go? Why would he invite me? Would I be able to handle seeing him? What about Marie Grace?
I can't handle all of this all at once, this is why I'd never allowed myself to think of him. I go to the kitchen and grab the strongest liquor i own. Today isn't a day i want to remember.
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I have to go. I have to know.
The party is Christmas Day, I stop in on my parents in the morning and then I make my way down towards the Deans house. It's been so long since I've driven this route.
As I pull up I see dozens of cars parked out front, and many familiar faces from the days when i practically lived here. The butterflies are starting up again; they know I'm coming, I sent back my RSVP but I'm still nervous that maybe they aren't expecting me. I feel like when i walk in there everyone is going to turn and stare.
I grip the steering wheel and take a deep breath. You can do this Colin.
I get out of the car and I see Alissa getting out of the car in front of mine.
"Colin?" She smiles and waves "Long time no see! Stop being such a stranger , I promise I won't hurt you. Yet."
I smile, she looks radiant in a sparkly white dress. "Wow you look beautiful." I don't mention how much she looks like her brother.
"I know" she replies winking and we laugh. On the way to the house she tells me she's still seeing Carlo and they plan on getting a place together soon. "I was just over at his place for Christmas morning."
We get to the front door and i feel bile rise in my throat, I purposely didn't eat this morning to stop myself from vomiting. I guess I'm shaking because Alissa puts her hand on my arm;
"It's okay Colin. He's not mad at you, in fact he wanted to invite you to tell you that he forgives you. Don't be nervous."
He forgives me? I don't know if I can handle that, forgiveness means he's gotten over me. Maybe he has someone else? I have someone else. Why do i care? I shake my head and open the door, holding it for Alissa to pass before entering the house myself.
The house smells the same as before, that mix of all the people who live there, but there is the distinct smell of Christmas dinner in the air. The furniture is the same but pushed out of the way to make room and there was a giant pile of gifts. I look around and I recognize Mr. and Mrs. Dean, Miles, Starla, Caitlyn, so many people i haven't seen, except the one I want. Mrs. Dean sees me and smiles waving me over into her conversation; she's telling the story about the time she got me to ride her horse and I was to frightened to move. Her friends find it hilarious but I add that Faith herself screamed when the horse took off in full gallop with her on it's back. We all get a good laugh and then i see him. He's taller, more masculine than I remember, in a black suit and bow tie. He looks around the room and his eyes fall on me and when they do he smiles that beautiful smile that melts my heart. I excuse myself and Faith nods me off with a smile.
"Merry Christmas." I say because it's all i can think of. His green eyes are sparkling but he seems nervous too. That's a surprising relief, at least I'm not the only one having problems.
"Merry Christmas to you too. I'm glad you could make it."
"Yeah, i wasn't sure if I should-I mean could but..." This feels awkward and forced. I know there are thing we should be saying but neither of us knows where to start. We stare at each other for a few moments before he looks around and laughs.
"Colin...we're standing under the mistletoe..." He says. I look up and sure enough there it is.
"You did that on purpose." I say but I smile so he knows I'm not angry. He keeps laughing and shakes his head.
"I swear i did not!" I don't believe him but the butterflies in my stomach don't care. I hadn't thought further than just meeting him, getting that first 'Hello' over with but now that the opportunity has presented itself... I want this. I want him. I look into those deep green eyes that have always haunted my dreams, that I've always imagined looking back at me when i hold her. How am I only now realizing it?
He runs his fingers through his hair and looks around, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone, especially me. Right on queue he pulls his lower lip between his teeth and gives a little nibble. I can feel my knees shake and I can't be sure I didn't make an audible sound but i can't stop looking at his mouth. Please. We have an excuse.
"So...? what do you say? It's tradition after all." He almost whispers. He's afraid I'll get angry and leave . I can't explain why I'm so happy, happier than I've been in years.
"Yeah." I manage, but my voice cracks "It's tradition."
I can see the smile he's trying to hide as he leans in to peck my lips; to both our surprise I catch his bottom lip between my own and gently run my tongue across it. Without thinking I wrap my arms around him and pull him to me, he responds in turn and we kiss. It's not a hard, passionate kiss like our first one, this is slow, loving. We take our time tasting each other, feeling every detail of the other persons lips and tongue. I have never had a kiss like this and I never want it to end.
He pulls away first and rests his forehead on my own. "Wow" is all he says but he holds me a bit tighter. I never want him to let go but reality come crashing back when we hear someone cough. We both look up to see the entire living room has gone quiet and most of the guests are staring right at us. Shit. What have i done. Landens arms drop to his side and he steps away from me and starts to speak but Alissa beats him to it;
"Okay everybody gift time! You've had your show! Move along."
Landen smiles at her and she returns the gesture, motioning for us to go somewhere private. With the guests seem too stunned to do anything but obey and Landen grabs my hand and pulls me into the kitchen where we can talk.
"What was that?" He says and immediately I'm sorry. What was i thinking? I just kissed Landen...in front of all his family and friends.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
"Yes you did. i thought you were seeing some girl from high school?"
"Umm..."
"Damn it Colin!" I've never seen him angry before "I spent so much time missing you, don't you dare waltz in here give kiss me like that and then just say 'Um'. I swear to god I will not let you do this to me again."
His eyes start to glaze over and I hear his voice catch in his throat. He's feeling just the same way I am. I know I have to chose right now. I have to chose a life with Marie Grace or with Landen. My stomach turns over and I open my mouth to speak but no words come out.
"You know what Colin? Fuck you. You can't keep doing this. I don't know why I invited you." He looks hurt and as he turns I see tears start to spill over and run down his cheeks. Never has a choice been easier; I grab his arm and pull him near me. I wipe away the tears, then I kiss his eyelids one at a time and I wrap him in my arms and touch my lips to his. This time he's the one to deepen the kiss.
I fight all of the doubts in my mind, all of the worries, ever single thought telling me to stop. And it's easy. Because I have never felt more right in my life.
“Can we...go to your room?” I whisper to him. The idea scares the hell out of me but I need him more than air, this suit is suffocating me and I just can't seem to get close enough.
But Landen just chuckles and shakes his head. I can hear myself whine. He just laughs and holds me tighter.
“Not helping.”
He laughs again and I watch the smile spread across his face. How could I ever doubt that I love him?
“What are you thinking about?” I need to know.
He shrugs and smirks “That I'm really glad my mom forced me to invite you. Apparently I was moping or something.”
“I love your smile.”
“Keep holding my this and you'll see a lot of it.”
I do keep holding him and by the time Mr. Dean comes to get us we're dosing in each others arms.
"I'd say I hate to interrupt but you two have been making out in my kitchen all evening and honestly, it's a bit awkward. Are you going home Colin or are we making room for you?"
I glance at Landen who is almost fulling asleep. "I think I'll stick around. Could you get us some blankets, we'll sleep right here if you don't mind."
Mr. Dean shrugs "Fine by me, we already auctioned of Landens bed to Starla. Just don't do anything funny...we keep our food in here." In just a few minutes he returns with heaps of thick blankets and pillows. I have to wake Landen up to move and he helps me spread the blankets on the floor.
We pile our clothes on the floor and burrow under the topmost blankets before we freeze.
"The kitchen is freezing!" I say and he giggles before reaching back and pulling my arm around him.
When I wake up the next morning he's still holding my hand against his chest. It takes me a moment to remember where I am and what happened. Once I do I smile and plant a kiss on the back of Landens neck before nuzzling my face into his hair and falling back to sleep.
I wake again to Landen facing me, running his hand through the hair on my chest.
"Having fun?" I ask yawning.
"I don't see how I could be having any more fun."
"You're adorable" I say before kissing his forehead. "What time is it?"
"Noon. Everyone's still asleep.”
I chuckle "How long have you been up?"
He shrugs "Few hours" He shifts, wrapping his legs up with mine, i pull him closer gratful for the warmth.
"And you've just been laying here?" I ask trying to steal as much of his body heat as I can.
"Yeah. I like watching you sleep. You're gorgeous."
Gorgeous. That's a new one. I pull him closer. No one has ever fit better in my arms.
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I smell like Landen.
My house smells like Marie Grace.
I can't get the vision of perfect green eyes out of my head.
Her eyes are brown.
I think I want to marry him.
She likes to write Marie Grace Jones on all her letters.
What did I just do?
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“Marie Grace? Baby we need to talk...”
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I still have the keys but I knock anyway.
“Colin honey! Did you lose your keys?”
“No Mom, I...I need to talk to you and Dad.”
The look my father is giving me is making my heart race. I can't decipher it and that scares the fuck out of me. I look at my mom but her face is much softer. Good. At least she still loves me.
“Colin Nathaniel Jones.” My father starts, his voice is low. He takes his time to pronounce each syllable of my name.
“...Yes Sir.”
“I can't believe it.”
“Aiden” My mothers voice was also soft. I hope she's going to come to my rescue. “You still love him.”
“Think about what people are going to say!”
“Is gossip more important than your son?”
My father turns to face her but I still can't read his expression. I choose to stay quiet.
“Dammit Hannah! Can't I be shocked for two seconds before you start accusing me of hating my son. Fuck. Yes I love him but I've also known him 20 years and I’m a bit put out by this sudden confession okay?”
I realize I'd been holding my breath because I exhale more air than I thought possible.
“Thank you Dad.”
He waves it off “You should probably tell Avery before he hears it around town though.”
“Avery already knows....”
“So BOTH of my sons have been keeping this from me...my whole world is a lie. I'm having a drink and you're going to think of how to get me some grand babies.”
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“Someone actually pulled their kid away from me today. Do they think I'm contagious? Like I get within 10 feet of their snotty ass child and all of a sudden he's going to be in a mini skirt sucking dick behind the bleachers at school?”
Landen laughs; “Actually yes. That's exactly what they think.”
“How do you deal with this?” More people are indifferent than I expected but there are still plenty that give me dirty looks when I’m walking down the street, or stop what they're doing to tell me how I'm destined for Hell.
Landen shrugs “i ignore it mostly. My family supports me, my friends don't judge me, and then there's you. I don't have to care what those people think.”
He moves to be closer to me and I fold him into my arms. I will never get over how right this feels. I bury my face in the base of his neck and set about enjoying the noises he starts making.
“So. I've had a bad day and I can think of something that would cheer me up...if you want to?” I want him too bad to care how scared I am. I want to show him how much I love him.
He shakes his head, again, but I keep up my caresses. I can tell he likes it.
“We should wait...” he sighs. Wait. He means until we're married. I stop and look at him, we've talked about this a few times but I only just finished moving out of Marie Graces place. The closer it gets to being reality the more nervous the thought makes me.
“Uhh...”
“Colin. I'm not forcing you into anything you don't want. I just...I don't want to have to worry that-”
“That I'll leave you again?” He nods. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. “Then let's get married.” What?
“Wooow. Can't wait to look back on this and say “Remember that time you were so horny you asked me to marry you?”
“I'm serious.” What?? “Right now, let's go to City Hall.”
“Colin are you high?” He raised an eye brow at me and tried to turn to face me better but I just pull him onto my lap.
“Landen if you question me one more time I will probably come to my senses and remember how fucking scared I am of everything that being with you means and I might just cry.”
“Well. In that case do it right.”
“UGH! Landen Dean I fucking love you okay and if you don't agree to marry me so I can show you just how much I love you I am going to lose my mind. Please?”
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Later that night I lay with my husband in my arms, getting lost in the deep green of his eyes and the feeling of his body. I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be.
“I love you.”
“I love you more.”
I laugh. He has no idea.
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I think I'm going to call this done. Hope you all enjoyed! I struggled not making this a bit more 'adult' towards the end....idk i have a seriously dirty mind and you guys are so lucky I censor the fuck out of myself (lol) SPEAKING OF SEX! (lolwhat?) I donated Landen and Colin to one of my favorite Simblrs to do what she please with so check with Eroticsims sometime in the next few days to see if she's posted the boys ;P
I've got a Deans chapter for you all tomorrow. See you in the comments lovelies :)