The Boy Who Knew Me When(67)

“You promised that I could have dessert! How about we get out of this tub and I allow you to properly feed me?” I playfully exclaimed.

I ordered a very naked Julian to bed and left the room just long enough to grab my goodies. I had picked up a can of whipped cream and cherries on the way home. Though I did not believe him to be serious about the sushi I had every intention of having my fill of him.

I returned to find Julian on his back, hands behind his head and his fully erect cock standing at full attention. Oh yes, I was definitely going to enjoy taking my time tasting every last inch of his beautiful shaft until he comes in my mouth.





“I called Alexander Hicks today.” I whispered into his chest watching his nipples harden at the sudden impact of my breath. After finishing up dessert and making love we were both so spent we could barely climb into each other’s arms.

“And he is?” I had completely forgotten to tell him.

“Brandon’s dad, he’s a lawyer, criminal prosecutor actually. I am meeting with him for lunch tomorrow.”

“I see, has he agreed to help?”

I shook my head side to side. “Not yet, but seeing as he hates me and still wanted to meet with me I would say that is a pretty good sign.”

“Hate you? Don’t be silly, I don’t think anyone could hate you.”

I wish that were the case but I knew all too well how Alexander Hicks felt about me. He had cornered me about the third time Brandon brought me over to the house. Brandon had gone to help his mom unload groceries from the car leaving me alone in the family room. His dad startled me when he walked in.

“I know who you are. You’re not good enough for my son.”

It shocked me to hear Mr. Hick’s excruciatingly blunt confession. I had visited several times before and he had always seemed so kind and genuine.

“I did some digging Miss Hale. Brother and mother murdered, father serving a life sentence for the murder of your mother and you seem to have some health issues that I do not find very settling. You are trouble Miss Hicks, trouble my only son does not need.”



“No, he very much hates my guts.” I replied.

“For what it’s worth, I could never hate you.”

For what it is worth, that is the only thing that matters.

“Julian.” He replied with a “Hmm?”

“What happens if I am pregnant?”

I don’t know why my head chose that very moment to think about the possible outcome of our weekend sex-fest but suddenly all I could think about was babies. Julian rolled me over onto my back and climbed half way on top of me.

“What happens is the same thing that would have happened anyway just a little backwards. You get all dolled up in a pretty white dress, I get a tuxedo; you take my breath away as you walk down the aisle with your father on your arm...”

Suddenly I became very teary eyed at the prospect of my father walking me down the aisle towards the man he has known since he was a small boy.

“…and we show the world exactly how much we belong together. Only I will be even happier than I would have been to begin with because I won’t just be marrying the girl of my dreams, I will be marrying the girl of my dreams who is also the mother of my child, our child. Everything in my life would be as it should be which is perfect.”

I smiled, “How do you always know the right thing to say Julian?”

“I don’t always know what to say sweetheart, I only always know what to say to you. Because you aren’t just you, you are me as well. We are one in the same and a part of each other.”

I reached up, grabbed his cheek and pulled him into my lips. “I love you Julian.” I said.

He lay back down next to me pulling me back into his chest.

“Can I ask you something else, something I have been wondering for a while?”

“You can ask me anything Skipper, anything at all.”

I smiled at his childhood nickname for me.

“I was just wondering how you managed all of these years having to live with that you lived through. How did I become so fucked up and you stay so level headed?”

He sighed “Hm, well, I wouldn’t exactly say that I was always level headed. I guess it helped that my Grandmother got me the heck out of Taylor, I was not stuck having that day shoved down my throat by every person in town every five minutes.”

I fully understood what that could do to a person.

“If it were not for my grandmother I would have had to experience just that. Did you know that my parents had a will that named your parents my guardians should anything happen to them?” I looked up at his face and shook my head no.

“Well, they did and from what my grandmother said, they wanted me but she would not allow it. She was scared that they would one day come to resent me and make my life a living hell. I am sure they never imagined being taken from this world by a sorry piece of shit like Ignacio Hernandez right alongside Nick when they had the will written up. She expressed her feelings to your dad and he agreed to let her take me understanding the fear she had as legitimate. If he did not agree she had every intention of fighting it.”