His eyes found her right away as he came into the performance center next day. As always she was hanging around with Erick but he didn't feel jealous about it this time. After what Erick had said last night, he knew there was nothing there. Erick looked over at him and Baron nodded at him. Erick must have caught on to something in the way Baron looked because he excused himself from Violet and walked over to Baron.
"What's up?" Erick asked.
"I broke up with Marie last night," Baron answered.
"I guess I don't have to ask why," Erick said.
"You know why," Baron said.
"So what do you wanna do now?" Erick asked.
"I don't know. I honestly don't know. I mean, I know I want her but I don't know how to approach it," Baron said honestly.
"Maybe talk to her about it instead of me," Erick teased.
"Yeah yeah," Baron said, feeling a bit annoyed.
Erick took out a pen and a piece of paper from his pocket and wrote something down. He handed Baron the paper.
"Her address," Erick said.
Baron took the paper and Erick walked back to Violet without another word.
Baron couldn't focuse on his training that day. He kept looking at her, thinking things through over and over. He had no idea where to go from here. They had both hurt each other. Was there even any way they would be able to approach each other again? He shook his head. There had to. He refused to believe otherwise.
He watched her leave as the performance center closed for the day. He wanted to run over to her, wrap his arms around her and just take her with him, but instead he walked in the other direction.
His head was going crazy, his thoughts were out of control, his heart was beating so loud. He walked around town for hours without any purpose. He ran through every possible way to approach this whole thing in his mind. No matter how he turned it around, it all came down to that he just had to tell her. Tell her how he felt. How he had always felt, how he still felt, how he would continue to feel. It had always been her. No one else.
"Enough!" He growled at his own thoughts as he reached his home late that night. "Be a man and do something about it!"
He walked fast to his car, got in and drove. He couldn't keep pushing it out or trying to find the best way around it. He just had to do it.
He ran from the car to her frontdoor and pounded on it. She opened it. She gave him a confused look.
"Baron? What are you doing here this late?" She asked.
He bit his lip as he eyed her up and down. She was only in a pair of short shorts and a thin top. Clearly she was on her way to bed.
"Do you still love me?" He asked.
"What?" She blurted out, not sure if she had heard him correctly.
He walked towards her. She backed up, feeling uneasy. He closed the door behind him without ever taking his eyes off her.
"Do you still love me?" He asked more firmly as he continued to walk towards her.
She kept backing up until her back was up against the wall. He stopped right in front of her.
"Baron, you're scaring me," she said.
"Am I? Am I really scaring you or are you just afraid to answer my question? Because I still love you so fucking much and I need to know right now whether or not you still love me too," he said.
She swallowed.
"Yes," she said silently.
Before she knew of it, his lips crashed into hers. He was kissing her hard and passionately, grabbing her ass, pushing her up against the wall. She felt him getting hard and she put her hands under his shirt, scratching him down his back. He hissed and broke the kiss. He looked at her. He wanted nothing more than to tear those small pieces of clothes off her body right now and it took all of his self control to hold himself back.
She couldn't understand what was going on as he stepped away from her and into her bedroom. She followed him and watched as he opened her closets. He finally found what he was looking for, a couple of bags, and he threw them on the bed.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"I'm done asking questions. Why, what if, maybe... I don't wanna bother with that anymore. No more questions. Now I'm demanding," he answered.
He started to grab her clothes and put it in the bags.
"What exactly are you demanding?" She asked.
"You're coming home with me. Tomorrow you can call whatever landlord owns this place and tell him you've moved," he said.
He grabbed her shoes and jewelry and put it in the bags.
"And I have no saying in all of this?" She asked, trying to hold back her smile.
"Nope," he answered as he grabbed her brush and put in in one of the bags.
"What else?" He asked himself. "Ah, toothbrush."
He disappeared into the bathroom and came back few seconds later with her toothbrush. Once it was in a bag, he zipped them all and lifted them up. She watched as he disappeared out of her apartment. She went to the open frontdoor to see him load the bags into his car. He came back in shortly after.
"Now I just need you," he said.
"Can I at least change first?" She asked.
"No," he answered.
He grabbed her and swung her over his shoulder and carried her out of the apartment. He closed the door behind them and carried her down to his car. He put her in the passenger side, walked around to the driver's side and shortly after they were driving towards his home.
He parked the car and looked over at her.
"Get inside," he said.
They both got out of the car. He grabbed her bags and went to unlock the frontdoor. As soon as they both were inside, he couldn't hold it back any longer. He dropped her bags on the floor, grabbed her around the waist and kissed her.
He tore her clothes off. He didn't even care to get her further into the house and into the bedroom. He needed her now. He dragged her with him down to the floor. He grabbed her hips and swung her around on all four. He opened his pants, dropped them to his knees and pushed himself inside her. There they were, those sweet sounds of hers. He smiled as he thrusted into her. Finally she was his again. He thrusted in hard, grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, making her cry out as he made her cum. That wonderful feeling of her walls squeezing his dick. He'd missed it so much. He pushed in one last time and came too.
He pulled out of her, grabbed her around the waist and dragged her with him as he sat down on the floor. She sat in his lap as he kissed her again and held her close. He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against hers.
"No more shitty games, no more revenge, no more being apart. Just us together like we were always meant to be," he said.
She nodded and smiled, not able to find any words to say back, but she knew he felt what she felt. Everything was finally right again.
"Welcome home," he said.