***Elik's POV***

I can't tell you how long I slept. I just know waking up, I still felt like utter and complete shit. I push my face into the bed and cover my head with my heavy arms.

I was a real dick!

Everything runs thru my head on repeat.

How the fuck didn't I know my love's middle name?

Just more things to carry my shame over.

Is it Dek's fault I kissed Broady?

Probably not.

Is it Dek's fault I encouraged him to ravage me?

Yeah, NO!

I just feel so many emotions. The Advil at least curbed the headache. The soreness in my ass is still blaring but, slowly the memories of writhing under Dek's skilled hips filter through.

Fuck, he's a sexy mother fucker.

My cock jumps a bit as I relive the hours of Dek pushing into me. His grunts were sheer deliciousness. Oh man, that boy knows how to play my body.

I regret treating him so harshly.

What a complete fuck up?

I curl my hands in between my knees as regret washes over me in waves.

Can I take it back?

All of it?

I just want Dek. I want his arms around me. I want his forgiveness. I want his sweet lips to soothe my aching heart.

I don't even register the tears that run down my face. Reaching up to ease the tickle on my cheek, I feel the moisture.

I'm such a pussy.

Self pity fills me.

He's so pissed.

He has every, single right to be.

We aren't shy. Not shy in the least. For fuck's sake, I jacked him off in a room full of people.

Why am I so embarrassed?

I'm being sensitive. I can tell. I just feel so guilty for kissing another man. But, it did turn Dek on.

I smirk.

He's so kinky.

My heart tatters at the thought of the love of my life being upset with me.

I punished him.

No sex for TWO weeks? What the fuck was I thinking?

That is bound to back fire bad.

How do I fix this?

A large arm wraps around me, turning me over to face him.

"Elik Samuel Exavier?" My dad chastises me.

"Yeah, Dad?" I whimper.

"You gonna man up and apologize?" My dad questions me.

I look up into his blue eyes. They match my own.

"He doesn't need to hear me act dumber than I already have." I whisper.

"Well, that's for sure." My dad huffs.

"I fucked up huge." I state.

"I have seen worse." Dad chuckles.

"I didn't even know his middle name." I groan.

"That was funny." Dad laughs.

"Be serious." I whine.

"Seriously, you need to pull your big girl panties up and apologize to your man. He didn't do anything wrong." Dad explains.

"Everyone heard me." I cry out.

"And? It was probably hot. Let's be real. We are all freaks." Dad slaps his hand down on my shoulder.

"Easy for you. You didn't get fucked raw while everyone enjoyed the show?" I grit out.

"Um, you walked in on me and your mom." My Dad reminds me.

I shudder at the recollection.

"Gross." I gag.

"Oh please, your mom is hot as hell." Dad laughs.

"She's my MOM!" I yell in retort.

"Doesn't change the facts." Dad shakes his head.

"I miss him." I whine.

"You think he is doing any better?" Dad asks. His eyebrow raised in astonishment.

I shrug.

"God Elik. I didn't raise you to be like this. Fucking take responsibility. Just grab the bull by the horns and make the man see how important he is to you. It's not even difficult. That's the problem. You are so fucking stubborn." Dad bellows.

"Where do you think I got that from?" I ask cynically.

"I'm not denying that." My Dad agrees.

"Maybe he doesn't want to talk to me." I pick my nails worriedly.

"Maybe you're being ridiculous. The man is lost without you. It's been a few hours and you two are in opposite stratospheres, thinking the exact same thing." Dad shakes his head at me.

Why does this have to be so complicated?

"You love him? You still want to marry him? Man the fuck up, boy. Make me proud. Don't let something so trivial get between your relationship." My Dad doesn't wait for my reply. He pats my knee, kisses my forehead and leaves the room.

I stand up from my personal time out spot and find some joggers. I slip them on and throw on a t-shirt.

With one glance in the mirror, I run my hands thru my hair and take a deep breath.

I walk out of the room. I slowly descend the stairs.

My breath catches in my throat. Tears well up in my eyes. Dek is sitting on the couch. His head is in his hands. His fingers are gripping his hair. I can see through his hunched shoulders that he is tense. His breathing is shallow.

Is he crying?

Fuck, I'm a class A jerk!

I walk slowly to the man I call mine.

I drop to my knees in front of him and gently pull his fingers from his locks. I clasp his fingers in between my own and drop my forehead to his.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so fucking sorry." I whisper.

Dek sniffles and I use our thumbs to dry his face. I gently place his hands in his lap before cupping his inhumanely beautiful face in my large hands.

"Please forgive me, Baby. I over reacted. You didn't do anything wrong. Just stop crying, Love." I plead.

I pull Dek's lips to my own and I can taste the salty tears on his trembling mouth.

Jesus, forgive me.

He kisses back slowly and I have no words for how my heart shatters.

I broke him.

"Baby, talk to me, please." I beg.

"I'm sor-ryy" Dek whimpers.

"Shhhh, this one is on me. I'm an asshole." I coo. I kiss his lips as he nods into my head.

I pull him up and engulf him in a tight embrace. My fingers dance in his hair. I kiss his temple again and again.

"I can't handle you being maddd at meee." Dek hiccups.

"Oh sweet man, I'm not mad at you. I got embarrassed. Then I showed my ass even more." I explain my pitiful excuse.

"It's a really nice ass." Dek giggles.

I smile as I lift his glistening eyes to look at me.

I put my fingers under his chin and lead his mouth to slot with my own.

Dek moans as I pull him in deeper. I yank his hair and delve into the warm, welcoming cavern. Dek digs his finger nails into my shirt. He grips the cloth in his fists. He pulls me excessively closer. He latches on to me like I will disappear.

I take my time to devour his taste. My tongue swipes against his own and tingles crawl up my back.

Fuck, this beautiful creature.

My lips ache by the time I pull away from my baby. I smile broadly and kiss the tip of his nose.

"Can you forgive your bratty ass boyfriend?" I ask. A small smile plays on Dek's swollen lips.

"Yeah. I forgive you Elik. I'm sorry I didn't close the door." Dek whispers.

It sounds so stupidly minuscule when laid out in all its retarded glory.

What a fucked up reason to hurt someone you love.

"It happens." I brush off his claim.

"I'm sorry that I yelled at you. I apologize for throwing a tantrum. I'm so sorry that I wasted precious hours with you." I continue my apologies.

"It's okay." Dek nods to his own words.

"I love you Deklyn Reese Jackson. You're my everything." I speak against his lips.

"I love you Elik Alex Ryan Mathew Samuel Exavier." My love giggles.

"Yeah, that was something." I chuckle.

"In your defense, you didn't know." Dek giggles again.

"Now I do." I promise.

Dek reaches up and moves my hair from my forehead. He places a soft kiss over my skin.

"Are we okay?" I ask reluctantly.

"Perfect." Dek confirms.

"How about we get some food." I grab Dek's hand and pull him towards the kitchen.

"I kinda don't want left overs." Dek whines.

"What does my love want?" I ask.

"Tacos." Dek smiles.

"A man after my own heart." I laugh.

"I already own that." Dek smirks.

I can't help the smile that breaks out on my face.

"Yeah, no refunds." I confirm.

"I don't want a refund." Dek shakes his head at me.

"Come here." I growl. My lips capture his perfect mouth once again.

For God's sake! Does he have to taste so good?

"We could all go for tacos." My Dad winks.

"Come on. Load up. Let's feed my baby." I laugh as I cling on to Dek like my lifeline.

Because he is!

We get going and head to our favorite Mexican restaurant. We get seated and order so much food. Dek orders Tacos de Carne Asada. Seeing his selection, I copy him. We order cheese dip, guacamole and salsa. Fresh chips, BEER and margaritas are set before us. The eleven of us enjoy a night together. Ana joined us. She's so fucking precious.

I don't miss an opportunity to dode on my love. My hands caress his stunning face often. Our fingers stay linked. Our knees touch and our thighs rub.

No way in heaven or hell I am abstaining for a night, let alone a whole two week's.

"Dek?" I whisper seductively in his ear. I run my tongue down the shell and blow lightly.

"Yess?" Dek pants.

"Can I take it back?" I ask hopefully.

"What?" Dek's eyes flutter shut.

"I don't want you to be on probation." I nod into his neck as I place a kiss in the hollow of his throat.

"I wasn't allowing that." Dek laughs.

"Thank god." I groan.

I lay my head against his temple.

"Let's not fight ever again." I breathe out.

"I don't plan on it." Dek turns and kisses my cheek.

"I love you so, so very much." I promise.

"I love you Elik." Dek confirms.

"I hate when you guys argue." Zaya bursts out.

"I'm sorry." I apologize.

"It's like watching my parents fight." Cali whines.

"We won't argue anymore." I promise whole heartedly.

"Good. If you two can't make it, no one can." Broady announces.

"You're right." I nod in agreement while staring at my baby. His hazel eyes follow my every movement.

"Good boy." My Dad whispers from beside me. I turn and look at him and he winks at me.

I have the best family, fucking ever.

After dinner, we head to the house. We all curl up in the cinema room and I soak up the time with Dek. We put on Frozen because it's fucking Frozen.

By the middle of the movie we are all belting out Do You Wanna Build a Snowman.

I swear we are such children.

Watching Disney reminds me of the future that I will have with Dek. One day, we will be cuddled up with our own kids. We will sing. We will dance.

Hell, we will argue and make up.

But, for sure, I know we will never break up.

This is it. He is my forever. He is my one and only. He is literally my absolute everything.

I will fuck up along the way. But, I'm sure my Dad will lead me back down the path of responsibility.

Thank god for my Dad. I needed him today. He was there. He laid it out straight as an arrow. No bullshit. I saw the error of my ways.

Now, I am securely planted next to my man.

Sometimes, you just gotta swallow the pride. Eat the crow. Grovel. Just don't let something small destroy the biggest thing you have ever been blessed with.

Deklyn Reese Exavier.

That has a nice ring to it.