Chapter 8

•Robert's POV•

Nathan and I had just finished with our steamy hot shower. And dang‚ my ass is feeling really sore right now.

I didn't feel sore the other night because I was drunk and slept right through it all. But now it still feels like that dick is throbbing up inside my asshole‚ only this time my asshole has no dick inside. A part of me likes it a little though.

"Can I borrow some of your clothes?" Nathan asks me.

I am standing by my closet now‚ busy taking out stuff for me to wear‚ so I take out a white tank-top and some sweats for him too. Tossing them at him before I grab my Calvin Klein underwear and pull it up. I then wear my shorts before pulling my shirt over my head and tugging my hem down. My hair is still damp and messy but one thing I love about my hair‚ is that even while messy‚ it always looks and feels right.

When I look at Nate‚ I can actually see how my tank top looks a little tight on him. Last time I checked we are more or less the same size. This is guy is definitely more jacked than me. I feel a bit jealous and slightly turned on again.

"Thanks‚" Nathan beams and then walks to me‚ pecking my lips. "And if you keep staring at me like that you'll have another shirt I'll rip off. I know I'm hot‚ but don't test your luck."

"Is that supposed to be a threat?"

"No. Just a warning and a promise if you choose to ignore it."

"Well I feel like ignoring it right now." I grin and wrap my arms around his neck. He holds my hips and pulls me closer‚ leaving a soft kiss on my lips.

Yet just as he was about to slip his hand under my shirt‚ I hear my dad's voice from downstairs. "Robert!!?"

"I guess now it's safe to say that the fun day‚ just got ruined." I mutter‚ clearly sounding unimpressed. I do feel this odd and disturbing emptiness when I have to let Nathan go. I can tell he doesn't like it as he just reminds quiet. Folding those arms above his chest and then cocking his head to the side. "I'll just go see what he wants."

"I'll stay up here then. Call me if you need me."

I nod and then walk out the room. Nathan and Dad don't like each other and never got along. Hell Nathan never got along with anyone in my family just like nobody likes me in his. We are used to this whole situation by now to the point where we really don't give a fuck. I ruined our lives so they should be glad I haven't grown to hate them yet‚ because I do resent them.

As soon as I reach the bottom of the stairs‚ my dad is inside the living room. Hands behind his back as he staring at some painting. Looking over at me before pointing at the painting up the wall. "I'm surprised you still have this. Your mother used to have it in our bedroom. She wouldn't stop bragging about her son's first famous art piece. The youngest to ever get an art piece auctioned. You were always creative and artistic since you were a child."

'Wow‚ now this is not how I expected this conversation to start.'

I slowly step closer‚ being wary of his presence‚ looking up at the painting. I can still remember back then when I made this. I was only 5 and my mom used to make me take part in all kinds of things. Art was one of them.

I was still young and innocent. At that age I still had my freedom‚ till my father went on ahead to shove this legacy of his down my throat. I bet that's why he's here. To give me a lecture.

He looked at me for a moment‚ clearly seeing I just had a shower. "Did you fix things with Desna?"

I press my lips in a hard line. 'I could hear that name one more time...' "No. And I am not fixing anything."

"We talked about this." He gives me a look of disapproval.

"Oh did we?" I fold my arms. "You came all this here to tell me this crap? Any normal dad would take a one hour drive to see the son he loves and to...I don't know...spend time with him." I am getting worked up pretty easily. He and I never saw eye to eye and I stopped taking his bullshit ever since I saw how he tried to ruin my friendship with Nathan.

"What the hell is wrong with you!? Did you not hear what I told you? Her father is an important investor‚ we cannot risk losing him—"

"Again. You make this all about you!" I throw my hands in the air. I clench my fist holding myself in this time. Normally I always think before I do something. I try and be resourceful and assess a situation‚ by looking on both sides for the problem. But my dad is not making that any easy right now. "If you don't have anything better to do here‚ then leave my house."

"It's because of him‚ isn't it?"

I pause and slowly look at him‚ "What?"

"That low life you call a friend."

"Don't call him that..." I clench my teeth. He's talking about Nate and now I want to know where he is going with that. "What does he have to do with it?"

"I told you to stay away from him and to stay away from that family! But you never listen and pretty soon he will ruin your life just like his filthy parents ruined ours."

"Nathan is not like them!" I begin raising my voice. I am getting angry now. I can't believe he had the nerve to come in my own damn house and tell me all this bullshit. "Don't you ever insult him!"

My dad's mouth opens‚ but not a word comes out. He does look surprised at how much I am fuming. We have never had this intense argument before‚ but I can tell he's holding something back.

Pretty soon Nathan comes downstairs and once my father sees him‚ he looks at me again. "Well seeing that you are all grown now and have made it clear that you simply did need this family business...I am cutting you off!" And with that he leaves.

At that moment I realise my career just got screwed. My dad is a major investor in my business. If he pulls out...then I'm losing everything.

Even knowing that‚ I don't bother going after him. This is just his way of trying to get my attention or to manipulate me. Infact I don't care about the business anymore‚ I'm just worried about the people that would lose their jobs.

"You okay?" Nate gently rubs my arms.

I look at him and the first thing I do‚ is throw my arms around him before pulling him in for a hug. He tenses up slightly but does hug me back‚ gently patting my back before I pull away.

"I'm fine." I tell him.

He lifts a hand and gently cups my cheek. "I didn't know things were this intense about you too. Robert ...I don't think you see it‚ but it looks like I am tearing you apart from your own family. Mine was messed up‚ but...you had a perfect home and a Mom and dad who loves you. I can't be responsible for taking that away."

"Are you really worried about that now‚ after all these years?"

"Yes I am now." He sighs. "...because what do you think will happen when they find out about this?"

I can see it now. Nathan has that look in his eyes again. The same the broken‚ small boy I used to visit under the small table inside the abandoned tree house. The look of doubt.

We grew up together and since then I knew I could never help or save him from his parents. All I could do was comfort him‚ show him that there was atleast one person who cared about him and still does. I guess it's how we became so attached to one another. Only I understand Nathan and only I know how to calm him down.

"Let's not worry about that now." I say and then hold his cheek with my own hand. "So what if I get torn away from my family? I have always been the odd one out since the beginning. We both were and we've been together ever since. We had each other then and we will stick with each other now.

"I now realised that there was something special between us and I'm sorry I didn't realise it sooner. I really am." My eyes soften and I can't stop myself from admiring this man. The way he is making my heart jolt right now is unlike anything I've ever felt before. "I want you to be my boyfriend Nate."

Nathan's eyes widened in surprise as he saw that I was serious. "Really? Isn't it a bit to fast?"

"We've known each other for nearly our entire lives? Not like we met on tinder. So screw taking things slow!" I bite my lip as I gently press my lips against his‚ giving him a soft and tender kiss before pulling away. "Let's do this. No holding back ...it's you and me now."

"You make me so fucking happy!" Nathan chuckled. His hand spanking my ass before his arm coils around me. "Come on. I was meaning to make some breakfast. Maybe you and I can cook together this time. What do you say?"

"I look forward to it."