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Italian Roulette – Ah it's all part of the plan lol…nope they were not arranged, although Bulma does business dealings with Satan Ent. they're not really friends. Trunks was also already married to his first wife when Pan was a child.

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Chapter 8

My son has always been a kind and gentle soul, with a warrior's spirit which he gets from his father. He deserves so much happiness, but has always been unlucky in love until Pan Son came into his life. I see the way his eyes light up when he sees her or that far away, yearning look when I know he's thinking about her.

His ex-wife Sophie was and still is a real piece of work. She hurt my baby so badly; I thought he'd never bounce back. Then he met Pan and I knew he would act foolish if he didn't get a nudge in the right direction. Those pictures were a Godsend; whoever did that deserves a prize and then a good beating for trying to ruin my son's reputation. I do hope they realise soon how perfect they are for each other. Pan is still young which means there's hope for heaps of grandbabies!

I observe intently as they finish their interview with The Sun. Trunks leans over and whisper's something in Pan's ear. She smiles brightly at him; they're looking at each other like there's no one else around. They're in love, it's as clear as day, yet they are afraid to admit it to each other. Well, now they have no choice but to pretend to be what they already are, until they finally accept that none of this is actually fake.

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I love Sundays…I can sleep in late, and then get comfy on the sofa with a bowl of popcorn and sappy romantic movies. No work, no worries anymore and no people. Well, occasionally Trunks or Bulla, sometimes both would come over.

Speaking of Trunks, it's sort of strange to pretend I'm dating him. I suppose it's not that bad when I think it's real. Am I crazy to be falling for him? I never know though, like at the dance when he kissed me I could've sworn he had feelings for me. Then after everything went back to normal, we never spoke about it and he treated me like always. I decided to let it go; maybe he was just caught up in the moment or something.

I was and still am very upset about those pictures and what was said about me. He was so sweet through it all though, comforting me and making sure I was okay with the arrangement his mother made. He even tried convincing me that we could find another way around it, if I didn't want to 'fake date' him. I told him I was fine, it's the least I can do after all he did for me, and to be honest I wish it wasn't fake.

I really like him; well actually I think I'm falling for him. Especially after the kiss and the show we had to put on for the journalist. The way he touched me during the interview and the way he kissed me so lovingly, like I was his whole world. It felt so real, as if he meant it. Well, enjoy it while it lasts because it'll be over in a few months, then back to being best friends.

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"Hey Kelly, is Pan back there?" I gesture to the little kitchen at the back of her shop.

"Hi Mr Briefs, yeah head on back. Oh, congratulations by the way! I saw the paper this morning. About time the two of you make it official." She smiles happily.

When I first met Kelly she was like all other females when they see me, but she turned out to be a sweet person in a steady relationship, not like that ever stopped woman before. She's so good to Pan and someone we can depend on. "Please call me Trunks and thanks Kelly. You know how private Pan is, but she finally caved." I wink at her while making my way to the back.

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She's standing over a batch of cupcakes, her head down while carefully creating a masterpiece. She looks up at me, "Hi…" She places the piping bag on the counter and walks over to me.

I'm a tad nervous about what to do. I haven't seen her since the interview last Friday. I had to go away on business for four days which meant we were limited to phone and video calls. I couldn't wait until the end of the day to see her and besides I wanted to gauge her reaction about this morning's paper. She tilts her head to look past me into the front of the shop and I suspect Kelly must be watching. "So…I'm going to kiss you now." I whisper and before she can react my lips are on hers.

She sighs, standing on her toes and curling her arms around my neck as I wrap mine around her waist. She parts her lips and moans softly as I slip my tongue into her mouth.

I pull away slowly, sucking on her bottom lip as long as I possibly can. "Hi…" I peck her lips softly just for good measure. Her face is flushed and I can't help but smirk inwardly. She is so cute and she tastes like cupcakes. "Did you see the paper?"

She slides her hands down my chest and around my torso, resting her head on my chest. "Yes, I had a few customers congratulate me and some of the regulars were even more shocked to learn who my family was.

"Megan looked really pissed this morning. She's been in a foul mood ever since and hardly said two words to me." I can't help but chuckle. "Are you sure you're okay with all of this, Cupcake?" Shit!

She steps back with an odd expression on her face, but I can spot the mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "Cupcake…?"

"Err, yeah." I shrug as if it's the answer to everything.

She giggles playfully. "If you insist…" she shakes her head and continues decorating the cakes.

"Can I have one?"

"Sure, go ahead and choose whatever you like. I'm only baking to pass the time. I might take a few pastries over to your parents tonight. Have you heard from Bulla lately?"

"Not recently, she must be having fun abroad while trying to find the love of her life." I roll my eyes for effect.

"I bet she'll find him here in West City. Sometimes they're right in front of you without you even realising."

Was that a hint? No…there's no way she could be in love with me! I'm an old fart that has no idea what I'm doing. Yet, I decide to play along. "Yeah, I bet she will. Sometimes they just pop up when you least expect."

She smiles without looking up and says no more on the subject. "I wonder if any of my family saw the paper. My dad is probably having a coronary!"

"Do you really think they'd react that badly?"

"I don't know about the rest of my family, but my dad would. To be honest I don't care, you're my family now and I can live with that."

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Two weeks went by without a hitch and Bulla was still abroad in Europe enjoying herself immensely. I speak to her every now and then; she's very excited about me and Trunks. We decided that it was best to keep the arrangement between us and his mother, in case the press got wind of it.

Every day I spend out with him makes it harder to remember that we're only 'pretending ', when most of the time it feels so real. We've been out in the public on romantic dates, giving the reporters what they wanted in order to avoid speculation, but for the past few days we've been forgetting that we don't have to keep it up in private. It has become so natural now…the kisses and caresses that I find myself wanting more. Yet, we avoid bringing it up in conversation, both acting like we don't notice. It's eating me up inside though, I want him and I don't want to pretend anymore.

I closed the shop early today. It's storming outside and business has been slow, I didn't want Kelly to travel so far in the rain and told her to take the day off. I got home about an hour ago and decided on a hot shower then an afternoon nap, which is exactly what I'm about to do.

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Pan texted me that she was going home early due to the weather and I just got off work, I've decided to come to her place. I have a key just in case she's still asleep.

I enter the room quietly, she's still sleeping. I shrug off my wet blazer and decide to strip off to my boxers. It's pouring outside and I got soaked walking to my car at work and from my car here.

I slide in under the covers looking for warmth.

I hear her gasp as my body lightly touches hers. "Trunks you're freezing." She mumbles.

"Sorry, I just got in and it's cold and wet outside. Are you going to wake up now?"

"No, it's too cold. If you're hungry you can order pizza or something."

"Later…now come here, I missed you today." I pull her toward me shaping my body against the back of hers."

"Dammit Trunks…!" She yells as she shivers, her teeth rattling.

I laugh into her hair. "Sorry, we'll warm up in a bit." I move her hair exposing her neck and kiss her softly. We've always kept a limit to the kissing and touching, but there's something about the weather and the way I'm feeling that's taking over.

She turns onto her back and I capture her lips in a searing kiss. All that can be heard is the pouring rain and our soft moans as I kiss her deeply.

She stops and pulls away to look at me. "Are we still pretending? She whispers.

I can see the hope in her eyes. Does she feel the way I do? Well, right now I don't care all I want is her. "No we're not... I love you Pan, I really do."

"I love you too Trunks…so much."

"You are so beautiful my Cupcake…" I kiss her softly while unbuttoning her nightshirt, gliding my hand over her belly until I reach her perky mounds. She moans into my mouth and arches her back as I gently massage them.

She grabs the rim of my boxers and tugs on them until they slide down exposing my hardness. I sit up and take them off completely. I grip the sides of her knickers and slide them down her legs slowly while she wrestles out of the shirt.

I take in the sight before me, exquisite is what she is. I bite my lip, I want her so badly but I can't risk her falling pregnant. Heck, she may not even want to have kids with me. "Pan, I-I don't have any protection. Maybe we could just you know, pleasure each other for now until I can get some."

She pulls me toward her, my throbbing need rubbing against her wet entrance. It's taking all my will power to keep from going further. "I'm on the pill…" she whispers huskily.

I close my eyes as I slide into her slowly. Oh. My. Fucking. Stars! She opens up like a flower, taking me in completely. I groan loudly at the tingling sensation coursing through my entire body as I thrust in and out of her at a steady pace.

She pants heavily as she brings her hips up in time with my thrusts. "Trunks…" she moans in a high pitched tone, I love the way my name rolls off her tongue. She grips my shoulders firmly and I can feel her body tense before she screams out in pleasure, her inner walls contracting around me as a rush of wetness coats my shaft.

"Kami, I love you…" I grunt, picking up the pace as I near my climax. Two more hard thrusts and I find my release, my body convulsing violently from all the pent up pressure.

We hold each other close after, laying in a comfortable silence, spreading butterfly kisses every now and then. After a while we order Pizza, eat and make our way back to the bedroom where we continue our love-making into the early hours of the morning…