Alright guys just because I've been so terrible at updating lately I decided I will give you two chapters today. This one has a little bit of a twist. Hope you like it.
As always E.L. James owns all original characters and storylines!
I flop down on my bed, and throw my arm over my eyes. It's been an exhausting day. Shopping with Aunt Mia, is like running a marathon. My legs feel like Jell-O, my whole body is sore, especially my arms from carrying so many shopping bags, and I feel like I could sleep for days.
I glance down at the end of my bed where all of my new purchases lay. They take up over half my bedroom, and I know that I'm going to have to do some major cleaning in order to find room for all of them. I should do it now, but I'm really too tired. I should start working out more!
I hear the all too familiar ping of my cell phone alerting me to the text that I've just gotten, I reach for it and quickly check my messages.
Just to let you know I was probably a bit too hard on you cheating ex-boyfriend. It was worth it though to see his eyes tear the way they did when I asked him if he was intentionally being stupid, or if he just couldn't help himself. It may mean serious repercussions for me, but no one makes you cry and gets away with it.
I smile at the thought of him standing up for me. And the vindictive part of me laughs at Alex. He always was rather emotional.
Thank you for defending my honor, even if no one else knew what you were doing. I just hope that you don't get into too much trouble. I don't know what I would do if I wasn't able to see you every day. Although Alex's pride will probably keep him from mentioning it to anyone, especially his parents, so it shouldn't be an issue. I can't wait to see you tomorrow, that is if I am able to walk. Mia Kavanagh is a force to be reckoned with! I hit the send button, and smile. I really have got it bad.
Ah the infamous Aunt Mia! I look forward to seeing you even more tomorrow you always look so damn hot after you go shopping with her, just thinking about it is arousing.
I gasp, and instantly my panties flood, oh Mr. Blumm, what a naughty boy you are.
Any though of you is arousing Mr. Blumm ;) I reply quickly, then add on, Especially the ones from last night. I know that I'm probably overstepping the bounds right now, but I'm just being honest. All day long I had been thinking about our awesome night together, and as a result I am very turned on.
I can't imagine that I'm much to look at Miss Grey, but you my dear are beautiful beyond words. Especially when you are astride me.
His words make me moan as I think about the feel of his erection pushing me higher and higher to an inevitable orgasm. I am getting myself all hot and bothered, and have no way of getting any relief. I guess I could pleasure myself, maybe Cavin and I could even do it together.
I'm about to text him asking him if he's in need of some relief as badly as I am when a sounds from my door. I jump guiltily, and shove my phone beneath my pillow just as Aunt Mia enters my room.
"Alright missy spill." She says without preamble as she sits on my bed beside me.
"What do you want to know Aunt Mia. I can't tell you too much."
"Well who is he?" She asks, and I cringe.
"Just a guy from school." I answer as casually as I can.
"Just some guy huh?" I can see the skeptical gleam in her eyes. She knows something.
My heart pounds as she says nothing more and stares at me with those eyes that know too much.
"Funny thing is about Seattle, even though it seems very big, it's actually quite small."
"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask in a small voice. Hoping she doesn't take this where I think she's taking it.
"You know Loretta right? My midwife?"
I nod as the smiling face of Mia's doctor comes to mind. Her and Uncle Eathan have been trying for kids, and Mia, always the pre planner has already hired a Midwife to help her in the process.
"Well imagine my surprise yesterday when I was leaving her house, and saw my little niece in the doorway of the neighbor's home tangled up in a pretty steamy lip-lock with some man, just a few hours after her mother had called me letting me know that she had broken up with her boyfriend, and needed some retail therapy."
She stared at me, waiting for me to say something, but I couldn't get my mouth to move. I couldn't believe this was happening! Why oh why had we been so stupid! We should have never kissed out in the open like that.
When it became clear to Mia that I had no response for her, she continued. "At first I thought there was no way it could have been you. I've been through break-ups I know what it's, but then I saw the custom license plate frame that I got you when you got your license, and knew that it had to be you, because no one else has that frame.
"Imagine the shock it was when I asked Loretta who it was that lived across from her, and she said none other than a high school English teacher named Cavin Blumm. The very same Cavin Blumm that you have spent the last year drooling over. The same Cavin Blumm that you are currently a student of."
Again there is a silence that stretches out between us, and I can't find a thing to say. I know I should be begging her not to tell my parents. Lying, saying that it was just a one-time thing and that it would never happen again, saying anything to keep both Cavin and I from getting into trouble, but my mind is blank.
"Now I'm a rational person, maybe this Mr. Blumm has a son who just looks a few years old for his age, but when I asked Loretta if that was the case, she said he lived alone, and has since he moved in two years ago. So now Phoebe, do you mind explaining to me why I saw you kissing your high school English teacher?"
She stares at me pointedly, and I know there is no way she's going to let me out of this without an answer. So I tell her the only thing that I can, the only thing that may save me in this situation.
"Because I love him." I whisper, my voice coming out squeaky and panicked.
It's clear that she doesn't expect this because her eyes go wide, and she stares at me as if I've grown two heads. It's a few moments before she responds.
"You do?" Is all she manages.
I nod, and can't help the smile that comes across my face, as I say the words aloud for the first time. "I do Aunt Mia. I love him, and have for quite some time now."
"Shit Phebs." She says then pinches the bridge of her nose between her thumb and her index finger. It's clearly something she has picked up from Uncle Ethan, as I've seen him do it on multiple occasions when Mia is being unusually crazy.
I wait for a while, waiting for her to say more, because I know there isn't a whole lot I can do or say right now.
Finally she speaks. "Well now I'm torn Phoebe. You see, your father is going to go crazy when he finds out about this, and there is a good chance that Cavin will not survive it. Not to mention if he finds out that I knew about this, and didn't say anything, he will never speak to me again."
I nod slowly, as tears begin to spill down my cheek. I can't expect Mia to cover for me, or to even carry this secret for me like Ted is. But I also can't help but feel my heart break because I know that I will never see Cavin again.
"But…" She says, and I glance up at her in shock. "I also can't see my niece suffer more heartbreak. If you say that you love him I will take you at your word for it. I'm not going to tell your father Phebs…" And that is all I need to hear. I launch myself at her, wrapping my arms around her neck, and thank her over and over as I sob into her shoulder.
"Phoebe listen though." She says as she pulls me to arms distance, and stares straight into my eyes. "You need to be more careful about this than you are being at present. Like I said before Seattle is smaller than you believe, and this family is constantly in the public eye. It wouldn't do for this to get out, do you understand?" She asks seriously.
"Yes!" I exclaim, relieved, and I know that never again will I be as foolish as I was last night. My dad and mom really don't need that hanging over their heads. I shudder to think what awful twist the paparazzi would put on this juicy piece of gossip.
"Good, and just one more thing." She says, looking me straight in the eye. "Are you positive that you love Cavin, truly love him, and can picture yourself being with him and only him for the rest of your life?"
"Lately it seems that's all I can think about. I've only been with him for one day, and I can't imagine ever losing him. I picture a future with him, a life with kids, and our own house, a family, everything. Mia I love him enough to risk it all to be with him."
"Well that's good sweetie, because that's exactly what you're doing." I know she didn't mean it as an insult, or as a way to make me feel bad, but I can't help but feel a slight twinge of guilt. I really am risking everything just to be with him.
"Hey I didn't mean in like that Phoebe. I'm glad that you've found someone to love. I just hope that he feels the same way. And above all else I want to see you happy. I'm not going to judge you for what makes you happy. I love you honey, and I want the best for you always. If this Cavin guy is the one you want to be with I will support you one hundred percent.
"You're going to need someone in your corner when your father finds out. And I'll be there for you Phoebe. Nothing should stand in the way of love."
"Thank you Aunt Mia!" I say happily, and throw my arms around her once more. This time we stay in our embrace for some time. It will be nice to have someone to talk to about all of this.
"Alright enough of the mushy lovey crap! I want details honey! How in the hell did this all start. Last I checked you were just secretly fantasizing about him. When did that come to be a reality.
I laugh and begin to tell her everything that had happened over the last few days. Relieved to finally get it off my chest.
I go to bed early, exhausted from my long day. Waking up at four in the morning, then going out shopping with Mia would take the wind out of anyone's sails. It feels nice to be in my own bed, but not nearly as nice as the feeling of Cavin's arms wrapped around me. I pull my pillow closer to my chest sighing. And for the millionth time that day I wish that Cavin and I could be in a real relationship.