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I do want the I want more then to be a mother But I can’t do it; I can’t have children, and then leave them behind "I told you before, Trevor, that if that was a deal breaker for you, then you should get out before feelings were involved"

"Tell me that you never want kids"

‘I…" I can’t say it; the words just won’t co toto be an aweso the top ofI want to tell him so badly that I don’t want kids, but I can’t When I think about having a little boy, with big brown eyes and long dark lashes, who looks just like Trevor, I can’t tell him that I don’t want that I layexcept the alcohol coursing through ht to the bathrooet into bed When I’ me under him like he always does I feel him kiss the top of ht before I fall asleep

"Tell ain why I have to wear a blindfold?" I ask Trevor, who is carrying , alone in the house At first, I thought he was ht and decided to cut his losses, but then I wandered into the kitchen and there was a pot of coffee waiting for one for a run I was on my second cup of coffee when he came into the house, his white t-shirt plastered to his body with sweat He was pulling it off as he walked into the kitchen, without realizing that I was there, unaware that he was putting on a show

I watched as he wiped his head, face, and then his chest without looking up His baggy sweats hung so low on his hips that if you pulled down slightly, you would get the full experience of Trevor Mayson When he lifted his head and his eyes caughttowards me, he kissed my forehead, and went to the laundry roo around,The other day, he called and asked me if he could wash toith other laundry I told hi he would know to still separate the dark and lights Oh, was I wrong He washed a red toith the white laundry, turning all the white t-shirts he wears to work a nice light pink

"Morning," he said, walking back into the kitchen

"Morning," I replied, looking at his abs as he s from the cupboards I had no idea what kind of ent into looking like he does, but seriously, I loved looking at hi atandaround half naked," Iover the ri his head "I like that look" He kissed o," he told ainst the counter to eat a bowl of cereal

I glared at hirabbed a banana off the counter Peeling it, I slid it intohis eyes darken, and then I took a big bite, andsound

"Ouch!" he laughed, covering himself with his hand I s out of the kitchen

"Yes, you need the blindfold," he tellsme closer I knoe’re outside; I can s to stand you up now," he says, lowering round I hold onto his shoulders, and as round, my stomach fills with butterflies, and my pulse kicks up "This is our first stop," he tellsthat we’re in the cemetery where my father is buried My storave

"Why are we here?" I ask, looking at Trevor, who is now looking nervous

"I wanted to meet him You don’t talk to me about him very often, and I know that he was iree at my dad’s headstone "No matter what happened, I knew that I could talk to hi, and he would listen Or if I had a problem, he would help oodhis arms around me

"He was the best; he would have liked you," I reply, and tears start falling from my eyes

"I would have liked hi each eye "He’s one of the reasons why you are so beautiful on the inside, along with the outside He’s one of the reasons I couldn’t help but fall in love with you"

I sob,ti, and the sun beating down on us When I finally calo wait in the truck, and says that he would be with round in front ofhim that I am happy, and that I love and miss him Then I stand up, kiss Trevor, and walk back to the truck to wait for hier seat as he too kneels down in front of Dad’s headstone I can see his lips , but can’t make out the words But then, he reaches out, pats the top of the headstone, stands up, and makes his way to the driver’s side of the truck

Once back in the truck, he takes the blindfold out of his pocket, wrapping it back over my eyes "One more stop," he says I feel the truck reverse, and we drive for a good while When he parks the truck, he drags ain, but this ti, he sets round, leadsI’ in front of me I look around to see where we are

"Why are we here?" I tiltunder The swing is one I used to swing on all the tih in the branches of the old giant weeping ; the outer branches of the tree creates its own private escape for whoever inging

"I talked to your mom, and she told me that the two of the She also told me that this is where your dad asked her toabout my parents

"It is; this washere when I was little "I used tofor hours So a picnic; once, he even had a tea party here with h, and so does Trevor

When he looks over my face, I see so much love in his eyes that my palms start to sweat and I hold my breath "Your mom told me that this was a special place for you, a spot full of love and happiness That’s why I wanted to bring you here"

"Oh," I say, watching Trevor lean forward and pull so position