Without You

Its a love story of the director and the puppy eyed actor, it sounds poetic, yes? He was staring at me. I didn’t look away. Instead, I held his gaze. His hazel eyes were my favorite things to look at. I never thought I had a chance. He was totally out of my league, but love has no bounds.


13. Chapter Thirteen

RECAP: “I love you.” Xavier said in heavy unsteady breath
“I love you too.” Druid said 

Druid’s Point of View

“Want any breakfast?” I said wrapping a towel around myself

The water sloshed as he stepped out as well. "I'm craving waffles, what do you want? "

My mouth moved before I could even register what I was saying. "You with syrup on top." I replied licking my lips ever so slowly. His cheeks redden and he turned away from me. I put on a sports bra and some shorts.

I can't believe after what we just did, he’s still shy. So anyway lets talk about what just happened, I literally can say that was the best I’ve ever had. He hit all the right spots, let me take over and be dominate over him. When I zoned back in he was trying to find  some boxers.

"I wouldn't mind if you, walked around in your birthday suit." I walked up behind him and pressed myself against his bare back side, hidding his freckled back.

I sprayed my hands down his thighs."In fact, it'd make my day." I felt the heat rise in the room, radiating off him. 

"Woah, your really hot. I'm...I'm sorry I didn't mean to embarrass you. I-" He turned so fast, I couldn't help but feel the steel rod poking me in my thigh. It's hard to believe he's still hard after the fucking gallon he spit out. 

"I'm not embarrassed, love. You just have this hold on me, and its the best feeling in the world." He leaned down to kiss my forehead. 

"I could walk 'round like this if it makes you happy, but there are little ones downstairs." He smiled before turning to grab his boxers, and pair of sweats before walking into the kitchen. "So where do you keep your flour?" He said browsing through the cabinets

"Right there!" I yelled throwing some in his face

He wiped it out of his eyes with his hand. "I'll get you for that, love." He said running after me with a cup of powdered sugar

"Ahhh!" I screamed trying to get away

It turned into an all out war. I couldn't tell what was sugar or flour anymore. It was everywhere on the counter, the floor, in our hair, our clothes. We were laughing our asses off trying to figure out what just happened.

“You just sit tight.” He said putting me on the island. "While I finish cleaning this up."

He such a sweetheart. He actually finished in 5 minutes and we still had enough flour left to make awesome waffles.

"These are the best waffles I've ever had in my life." I said drizzling more syrup on them

"I was told: women like a man who can cook."

"Yes. We. Do." I said kissing his nose again

"Why do you keep doing that?" He said before nipping my ear, something he learned while we were making out. I catch my breath in the back of my throat.

"Because..." I said kissing it again

"You look so adorable, when you crinkle your nose,... like that. " I said chuckling 

"Oh really?" He said wrapping me up in his arms, god they were perfect.

"Your mom teach you how to cook?" I asked, he tensed up and took a step back. He looked so hurt, like in that instant I had brought back something horrible and I was making him relive it. I just wanted to take it back.

I wrapped my arms around his thick waist and laid my head on his chest “X, I didn't…”

He breathed out a sigh, and I stopped me in my apologies, before sliding his hands up my back.

"My mom wasn’t much of a mother. I took care of everything.....but I'm sure you  don't wanna hear this." He said trying to avert the question.

I slowing planted small kisses on his chest. "It's okay."

"There isn't a time when I never saw my mom without a needle in her arm or a new addict boyfriend between her legs. I couldn't even tell you how many times I've had to clean up her mess, pay off some people. Then one night, she didn't come home. She called me from the backseat of a Police Cruiser, saying she just had the baby prematurely and after they evaluate her at the hospital they'll take her to jail. When I got to the hospital she was only worried about me posting her bail. She didn't even name Kristopher! All she wanted was her next fix!.....I didn't care anymore, now she'll spend the next 25 years in prison." 

I said kissing his nose again "You've done an excellent job at raising them. I'm proud of you."

There was a long silent between us...Xavier caressed my face, wrapping his arms around me. "What would I do without you, love?"

"Cry and pout in a corner." I stated

He started laughing sarcastically into my shoulder. "Your funny…..Come on, let's go back to bed.”

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