Okay my loves here is Chapter 8 for you, and I hope you like it. It may be a while before I update because believe it or not I am on VACATION! That is if you call driving 18 hours to get to Texas, USA a vacation. Again thank you all for reading, favoriting/following, and reviewing.
There is a slight Lemon in this chapter. It is clearly marked so if you don't like don't read. I will also be changing the rating on this from T to M
Also thank you to everyone who asked and prayed for my wonderful sister and my niece. My sister was released and is home doing 100% better and my niece is being spoiled rotten like all newborns should be sometimes :)
A/N Still own nothing
ERIC POV
Tris' words had me pondering what she meant the entire time she finished dinner and we ate. I couldn't help the very unmanly moan that came out of me when I had tasted the pancakes she had made. She had mixed the blueberries in and then made strawberry topping. Then she used the other ingredients she had raided from the refrigerator and made an omelet.
"You have no say in the matter. I am keeping you so that you can cook for me," I told her. My mouth was of course full of food.
"Don't speak with your mouth full, Eric. And chew your food while you're at it. I'm not going to feel sorry for you later when your poor tummy doesn't feel well because you swallowed a pancake whole," she told me. I opened my mouth wide and showed her the chewed food in my mouth and then dodged the knife she threw at me. Her expression was priceless though. Her cute nose was wrinkled up and the rest of her face was scrunched up.
"Nasty butt," she said. I swallowed my food and then smiled at her.
"You know you like it." That was the most smartass reply I could think of which was sad. Tris just rolled her eyes and continued eating.
"So, I ordered you some clothes. They should be here tomorrow. I have someone that does all of my clothes shopping for me and I have her working on clothes for you," I told her after a few moments of eating in silence.
"Thank you. I was wondering if I was going to need to get some rope or borrow one of your belts to hold up a pair of gym shorts if I need to leave the house," she replied with a smile.
"Wow, I thought that you would throw a fit and have millions of questions." She shrugged and set her fork down then fixed her beautiful eyes on me.
"So who this 'her'? How do you know what sizes I wear? What kind of clothes is she getting for me? How much is this costing you? What-" I put my hand over her mouth.
"Her name is Layla. I know your sizes because I looked at the clothes that had been torn to shreds at your apartment. She is getting you a full wardrobe and if you don't like what she picks for you then we can send it back. You don't have to worry about money when you are with me, Baby. If you will let me then I would like to get you a car and take you out shopping for yourself," I said meeting her eyes. Tris pondered what I said for a moment. Then she picked up her fork and continued eating.
"How old are you?" She asked.
"Twenty-four my birthday is in a couple of months. Are we playing twenty questions?" I asked as I started picking at the leftover strawberries that had fallen off my pancakes.
"I know nothing about you except you are twenty-four, your name is Eric, you are a drug lord, you live in a huge house, and you like to drive motorcycles," she answered. I couldn't help but laugh.
"My full name is Eric Andrew Coulter. I am twenty-four. I was adopted when I was two, I don't remember my birth parents. I sometimes like to cook but I'm not very good at it. I do love to drive motorcycles, especially if you're behind me. The reason the house is so big is because I do eventually want a family with kids and the whole shebang. I skipped the step of living in a cramped house so I wouldn't have to move later in life. When I am not being a drug lord I like to watch movies and play guitar. Here lately though I figured out that I like to take naps with a beautiful woman that can cook for me anytime," I told her. She smiled and let out an adorable giggle.
"My full name is Beatrice Grace Prior but I go by Tris because I hate Beatrice and plus it's kind of a rebellion thing. I am about to be twenty-three. I have a mom, dad, and brother that think I don't exist anymore because I didn't like their way of thinking. I don't mind cooking since it relaxes me and people say that I'm good at it. Until recently I drove a crappy car that was older than me, but now I find I kind of like riding on a motorcycle as long as a certain hot buff tattooed guy is driving. I do eventually want a family but I'm not in a hurry yet. When I am not working my two jobs and going to school I like to read and listen to music. I played the piano when I was little but I'm pretty sure the only thing I can play now is 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'. I also find I like to take naps with said certain hot tattooed buff guy and I like to play with his hair since it is so beautiful," I could tell she was teasing about the last part but for the most part she was sincere. The bit about her parents and brother bugged me a bit and I wasn't sure why.
Once we had finished dinner I offered to take care of the dishes and Tris said she was going to go explore the house. I had a dishwasher but why bother running it for two plates, silverware, and a few other things Tris had used while cooking. I washed the dishes by hand and then I went looking for my girl. I found her outside sitting on the edge of the pool with her feet in the water. I watched her for a few moments. None of the outside lights were on, just the pool lights that were automatic. The lights gave her and eerie glow but she was still beautiful to me. Tris turned around suddenly and caught me staring at her.
"Are you just going to stand there of are you going to come join me?" She teased. I went to her and sat with her putting my feet in the water next to hers. The water was cool but not to cold. It was actually relaxing, being outside with Tris. I looked up and saw the stars and realized that I hadn't really looked at them in years. I was pulled away from my thoughts when Tris leaned into me and rested her head on my shoulder.
"You look like something serious is going on in that big head of yours," she said quietly. I looked down at her and smiled.
"Not really, just realizing that I haven't really seen the stars in years. But now that you mention it, there is something on my mind and it's really bugging me," I said. Tris sat up and turned towards me.
"What's wrong?" I leaned closer to her until I could whisper in her ear.
"You aren't in the pool soaking wet," I replied and then pushed her backwards into the water. When Tris came up to the surface she gave me a look that even had big tough me scared.
"Ummm…Hi?" I said after a moment of her glaring at me.
"You had better get your ass in here with me," she said still glaring at me. I laughed and stood up and took a few steps back. I couldn't help but laugh as I ran and jumped curling into a ball in the air. I may have even yelled 'cannonball' but I wasn't sure. I grabbed Tris as soon as I came back up and pulled her to me.
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Tris let out that giggle that I loved and then she kissed me. I loved it when she took control and kissed me like she was. I lifted her up and let her wrap her legs around my waist. Her hand tangled into my longer hair and she gave a sharp tug. I bent my head back how she directed with the hair pulling and then her lips fell onto my throat. I knew the patterns of my tattoos well enough that I could tell that she was kissing each bar and then sometimes placing small nips and bites on the spaces between them. I felt my control fly out the window when she bit down hard on my shoulder. I ignored her pulling my hair and grabbed her chin and kissed her hard as I walked us to the steps of the pool. Tris was holding onto me so tight that I didn't have to worry about dropping her so I ran my hands under the shirt she was wearing. I knew she wasn't wearing a bra and that added fuel to the fire. She was perfect I already knew that. But now feeling her warm smooth skin under my hands I couldn't believe how lucky I was.
Tris pulled back and loosened her hands around my neck and then held her arms up. I couldn't help the smirk that I knew was on my lips when I took her hint and pulled the shirt off over her head. I threw the shirt somewhere as I went up the steps of the pool but I was paying no attention to where it landed.
"Where are we going?" Tris asked between kisses.
"I warned you earlier what I was going to do if you kept on teasing me. I plan on washing off the chlorine and then I am taking you to my bed where I plan on keeping you all night," I answered as I went through the door, kicking it closed behind me. I went up the stairs and straight into my bathroom and went into the big shower stall. Tris leaned back and turned on the water, she let out a squeal when the cold water hit her. I laughed and then let out a groan when Tris unwrapped her legs from my waist and slid down my body.
"Naughty naughty," I teased tapping her cute nose with my finger. She winked and then turned around and slid her panties down her legs. I felt my jaw dropped when she turned around. "Holy fuck," I groaned as she stepped closer to me and put her hands on my hips at the band of my gym shorts, which were soaked and obviously not hiding anything that was going on down there. I didn't stop her when she pushed my shorts down and I heard them hit the tiled floor. After she looked me up and down, much like she did when we first met, I put my hand on her neck and made her look me in the eyes.
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"I don't want to fuck anything up with you. If we are going to fast then we will stop. I don't want to push you," I told her. I could barely believe those words flew out of my mouth. I was never worried about screwing anything up with a girl. Tris had a crazy effect on me and I couldn't help but start to fall for her. Hell I had already fallen, hit the floor, and was trying to patch up my manly ego with no success. Tris smiled up at me and it reminded me that I was a goner. If she didn't love me then I was the one that would be screwed.
"Wash my back for me?" I laughed and took the soap from the shelf.
"Yes mistress, would mistress like a foot rub after her shower?" I teased.
"You give me a foot rub then I will be like putty in your hands," she answered. I took my time washing her back and then her waist, back up her shoulders, and down her arms.
"Okay Romeo, good job. Now I am getting out and you are going to take care of Junior," she said looking pointedly at my groin. I laughed and nodded.
"Yes ma'am. Go pick out a movie and get some popcorn from the kitchen," I told her as she wrapped a towel around her. She gave me a thumbs up and then blew me a kiss. Once the bathroom door was shut I let out a quiet groan. Yep I'm in love with her.
