Lol yall are so funny with the bad breath comments when it comes to kissing! :'D!! You shouldn't be tasting your kissing partners breath with closed-mouth kisses. I never have before (Not that I go around frequently kissing guys) but every time I have been kissed I never had a bad breath experience- even after eating. And I'm sure when you first wake up a closed mouth kiss couldn't kill right? BECAREFUL who you kiss fams', cause-you know- mono is bad. 

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Epilogue

       I could feel those hard-chestnut eyes glaring holes into the back of my head as I disappeared into the front of the lunch line. Rex and I had been in too much of a hurry to remember my lunch this morning, so I was forced to eat whatever the cafeteria dared to call food that day.

       It had been almost three weeks since the whole kidnapping thingy and Rex has been... well Rex, but- like- Rex ten times personified. Not that I didn't love how ridiculously close he was being, but the therapist dad forced me to start seeing again didn't agree. She believed that I was putting too much dependency on Rex, and that it could cause some serious mental damage on my side if we ever- ever broke up.

       The panic that rose in my chest at the mere thought only seemed to prove her point. According to her, if I had a panic attack at just the thought of breaking up with him, who could say what would happen if we actually did? Rex and dad got into one heck of a fight in the waiting room after that session. One so bad that Trey ended up having to come to the clinic to separate them while Luce drove me home. My father didn't see a reason for me to stay with Rex anymore since the Elliots were apparently going to be locked away for a very long time. And the therapist only added onto the whole problem by suggesting Rex and I try to spend a little time away from each other every once in a while.

       Rex freaked.

       Like- before I even had the chance to realize what the doc' was implying- Rex had a near melt down. He was shouting swears so loud that I wouldn't have been surprised if the shops across the highway could hear him. He kept yelling at the doctor, telling her she was a hack and full 'shit', that she wasn't a real doctor and didn't know anything. And then he was yelling at my dad that he was a 'fuck' up of a parent when he had tried to tell him I wasn't allowed to stay with him anymore. It got so bad that the receptionist had started calling the cops when Trey finally pulled up and convinced her not to.

       I had been a mess, a frozen in my spot, crying, hyperventilating disgusting mess. I just stood there having a silent mental break down as Rex had his own freak out. It didn't stop either when Luce had finally coaxed me out from behind Rex and out of the clinic.

       So, long-story-short- not sure how it happened, not sure what happened after Luce took me back to dad's house, and definitely not sure what Rex said to make it a thing- but I was living with him now. Like, twenty-four/seven- moved all my clothes, toiletries, books, and other stuff into his apartment- living with Rex. He made sure that I would never listen to that 'fuck head' of a doctor when it came to our relationship again, and then swore on his life I would never be put in a situation where I couldn't depend on him.

       The shrink made it quite clear during our next session that she didn't think me living with him was a good idea, but when I told her it didn't matter what she thought and that the only person who could convince me to put distance between Rex and I was Rex, she finally dropped the subject.

       He couldn't go to the sessions with me anymore though, he was banned from the clinic. They even threatened to call the cops if he so much as stepped foot in their parking lot again. So Trey and Luce went in with me while Rex stayed in the car. According to him, his feet weren't on the parking lot so it didn't count. Dad just decided to finally stay home.

       But anyway, he's been extremely clingy, clingier than usual, especially after that whole therapist problem. Don't get me wrong, I love the clinginess. It made me feel safe, secure, loved, and I left like nothing would ever tear us apart again... But I just wasn't used to this side of him. He always had to be touching me somehow, his arm around my shoulder, his thumb rubbing gently against the back of my hand, or even just simply leaning his arm against mine. We were always touching.

       The only reason he wasn't in the lunch line with me was because I knew he would go all crazy on the students around us if they so much as touched me or looked at him wrong. But he only agreed to stay at the table when Trey said he would stand in line with me. I could still feel those hard eyes glaring at us the entire time we were gone.

       I frowned when the large reassuring hand that was resting gently on my mid-back disappeared as Trey took a seat at the only empty chair left at the table. He gave me a soft smile before turning to talk to Brett, like he was sorry but wasn't going to do anything about it. I rose an eyebrow at Rex, but his eyes stayed hard as he pushed his chair away from the table, his beautiful face stony. I thought he was getting up to go find another chair in the quickly filling cafeteria, but those thick legs of his split open and he patted his thigh instead.

       Heat rose to my face at the gesture, and I felt myself blushing like a tomato as I shot a quick glance at the others, but none of them were paying attention. My cheeks only burned brighter when Rex rose his eyebrow in a 'what are you waiting for' kinda of gesture. He didn't give me a chance to feel awkward though as I quickly shuffled over to him before I could convince myself not to. By the time I had set my tray down and sat gingerly on his right thigh, his deliciously thick arms wound tightly around my waist and brought my back firmly against his chest.

       My body was immobile as he held me tightly on his lap, my legs cradled between his partially opened thighs. Thighs that were so big that both of mine combined were almost the size of one. I found myself snuggling into the warmth of his hard chest as he freed a hand to brush my hair over my right shoulder so he could nuzzle his lips into the crook of my neck. I had completely forgotten about the others. "I missed you." He murmured into my ear after he scooted the chair back under the table and wrapped his arms tighter around me. I gave him a little laugh as I played with the apple on my tray.

       "I missed you too, but I was only gone for- like three minutes." I muttered as his hot breath fanned across my neck.

       "Seven minutes, forty-two seconds." He mumbled against my skin as I broke the stem off the red fruit. I angled my head just enough so his now-soft eyes could see my raised eyebrow.

       "You counted?"

       He shrugged one shoulder and gently pushed my head back towards the table as he rested his chin in the crook of my neck. His firm chest was pressed completely against my back, his warm arms wrapped securely around my waist as his thick thighs kept my legs caged between them. "If you weren't back in ten minutes I was going to get you." He couldn't see but I'm sure he could tell I rolled my eyes at him by the way his arms tightened around me in warning.

       "Bite?" I held one of my mozzarella sticks up to him instead of voicing my internal sarcasm. He opened his mouth just enough for me to put some of the cheesy goodness between his lips before he took a bite. I smiled and took one after him.

       "Kiss." He demanded after I ate another fried cheese-stick and drank some of the water from his bottle. I automatically turned my head towards his and pressed my lips against the incredibly soft pair that had been gently kissing the shell of my ear for almost the entire lunch period. He was so much more open about us around the boys than ever before, and we hardly ever went an hour with at least a little kiss.

       I loved it.

       Four pairs of eyes were staring at us when I finally brought my attention back to the table. "You two are fucking disgusting." Brett grumbled beside Trey before dropping his eyes back to his phone. Heat blossomed to my face at his words, and at the way Jax was staring over at me with a smirk. Denton just chuckled and went back to shoveling food into his mouth while Trey seemed mildly amused. I dropped my eyes back to my food in embarrassment.

       "No one's fucking making you watch." Rex snapped at the older twin who only grunted and went back to ignoring us. I curled further into Rex's chest. After a tense moment of silence, he went back to gently running his lips up the side of my neck and the back of my ear before trailing down again. Honestly the action was very distracting. I was putting all of my attention into trying to ignore the sharp tingles that surged from my neck to my chest and stomach each time his lips brushed over my skin, but the jerk was making it ridiculously hard.

       "Do you want to do anything during Christmas break, baby?" He asked softly a moment later when I had finally finished my food and curled completely into his chest. It was the last day of school before the break, and even though I was forced to go to those stupid therapy sessions for another whole month I was excited for three weeks of alone time with Rex.

       "Dude yes! There's the winter festival down by the pier I've been wanting to go to for years-" Denton's mouth instantly snapped shut at the look Rex shot him.

       "Pretty sure your name is not baby, you fucking inbred." Rex snapped at the younger Dimajio who dropped his head with a sheepish smile, the word 'sorry' mumbled past his lips.

       "Hey man, that's insulting to me and my parents." Brett grumbled from across the table, but didn't bother lifting his eyes from his phone. I don't know what was so important on that thing, but he hardly ever looked away from it. Rex only grunted and went back to nuzzling into my neck.

       "Do you want to do anything over break, Rose?" The extra emphasis on my name didn't go unnoticed as he shot Denton a glare. I frowned at him but didn't say anything as his arms cuddled me tighter against him.

       I shrugged and played with the crinkles in his jacket's leather sleeves as his fingers gently massaged across my stomach. "I've always wanted to go on a road trip." I offered softly as those lips of his went back to brushing over my skin. His arms tightened around me as a small shiver racked through my body.

       "We already have one planned for Spring Break when its warmer, Princess." Trey shot me a smile and wink since Rex's face was buried too far into my neck to notice.

       "Oh... Do I- Uh, do you want me to go?" I asked Rex softly who seemed too busy trying to mold me into his chest to pay any attention to the conversation.

       "What kind of question is that? Of course, you're going." He grumbled into my neck before closing his eyes and resting his head in the crook of my shoulder. Is he seriously trying to take a nap right now? On me?

       "Anything else you would want to do, Roza?" He mumbled as his arms and thighs cuddled me to him like I was some giant body pillow. I shrugged as the students packed into the cafeteria began gathering their stuff up for class.

       "That festival Denton was talking about sounds fun." Rex groaned but didn't comment as the bell rang and students began filing out of the lunch room.

       "Can't you just hate him like I do, please?" He basically begged as he helped me put on my back-pack. I scowled at him as he threw his own bag over his shoulder and grabbed my empty tray. I gave him a sigh as his free hand grabbed for mine before towing me towards the cafeteria's doors. I waved at Jax and the rest of the Big Four who waved back before Rex chucked my tray in the trash can and pulled me into the packed hall.

       "Denton is just a love-bug who craves your attention."

       "I don't fucking know why." He grumbled as we started walking up the stairs towards my locker. I shrugged as he pulled me away from the busy-body students, that ever-present scowl plastered on his handsome face.

       "He's like a kid, craving his parent's attention."

       "A kid I never wanted."

       My smile faltered as we finally reached my locker, my heart dropping as I spun in the combo. "You don't want kids?" I asked softly as I took off my back-pack and emptied out the text books and binders that I didn't need. His dark chestnut eyes were staring down at me when I finally glanced back up, but the soft flash of amusement there surprised me.

       "Do you want kids, Roza?" He asked instead as I grabbed my afternoon binders and stuck them in my bag. I shrugged my shoulder like it wasn't a big deal, even though I had wanted kids ever since dad bought me my first baby doll when I was four.

       "Maybe one day... after college and everything." I watched as the amusement in his eyes grew and his thick arms crossed over his firm chest before he leaned casually against the locker beside mine. I wasn't sure how to feel at the small smirk tugging on the corner of his lips. "Do you know how kids are made, baby flower?" I slammed my locker door shut and matched his crossed-arm position with my eyebrows furrowed. I might be ignorant on a lot of things, but I did know how freaking babies were made.

       "Yes." I snapped, but instantly regretted it as one of his dark eyebrows raised at the challenge.

       "Then enlighten me. How are they made?"

       "Through sex."

       He blanched at that. His dark eyes grew twice their size and he choked on air, like he was surprised I actually knew about sex. I watched with one of my own eyebrows raised as he lifted his hand to run shakily through is dark hair. He let out a low chuckle. "Alright then. Do you know what happens during sex?"

       I rolled my eyes and flicked my hands in a 'duh' gesture before wrapping them around the straps of my bag. "Of course, Rex. Everyone knows what happens during sex. How stupid do you think I am?"

       "No, no, baby. I don't think you're stupid, just naïve."

       "What's that supposed to mean?" I grumbled and narrowed my eyes at him as he let out a bark of laughter. If I wasn't so upset at him for undermining my intelligence, I would have thought he looked beautiful. But I still let him drop his hands to my sides so his thumbs could hook in my jean's belt loops and pull me closer to him. I laid my hands flat on his chest as he chuckled down at me, his dark eyes flashing.

       "Rose, I can hardly French-kiss you without you fainting. How the hell do you think you're going to be able to handle sex?" He was still chuckling, and the jerk was trying to rub his lips against my forehead like I wasn't a flushed, blushing mess.

       "Hey!" I stammered and pulled away from him enough to jab a finger into his hard chest. "First of all, I don't faint! I just get a little- a little over whelmed! And maybe- maybe... Maybe it's just you! Maybe if I French-kissed or had sex with someone else-"

       I squeaked when fingers as solid as steel snapped to my jaw and gripped it so hard I wouldn't have been surprised if it bruised. My eyes widened at the look in his as he held my face tightly, the dark look on his face growing as he lowered his head to mine. "I'm sorry, do you plan on kissing someone else anytime soon?"

        "N-no! That's not-"

       "Do you want to have some other guy's kids?"

       "Eek no! Of course not!" I squeaked at the dangerous look flashing through his icy orbs. That dark, dangerous look that always made my stomach turn uneasily.

       "Because you're in for a big fucking shock if you think someone else is ever going to touch you." He was holding me so hard against him I could hardly move, and the firm grip he held on my jaw was starting to ache. I wasn't necessarily scared though. Rex would never hurt me, I knew that, but that didn't stop his gigantic- angry- form from intimidating the heck out of me.

       "O-only you T'. I only want to kiss you, and I only want your babies, I promise." I swore whole-heartedly as I tore my jaw from his grip and threw my arms tightly around his waist, like that would help prove how sincere I was being.

       "That's what I fucking thought." He growled into my hair as his thick arms wrapped firmly around my back. He hugged me tightly to him in a bone crushing hug before slowly letting go. Then the jerk chuckled. "And you're sure you know what people do during sex, right?" I blushed again and slapped his arm as he turned around and started dragging me towards fifth period.

       "Yes! I got the Birds'and the Bees' talk in sixth grade mister!" I exclaimed and ignored the looks some of the students Rex was pushing us through shot at us. I knew all about the whole 'when a mommy and daddy love each other very much' they get married and have babies thingy. I wasn't that stupid.

       "There's a lot more to it than just that talk." He chuckled as the warning bell rang. We had roughly one minute before we needed to be at class and Rex still had to walk all the way across the school to get to his. I kept telling him he didn't have to walk me to class every passing-period, but he would just shoot me that glare that had me snapping my mouth shut instantly.

       "Like what?" I mumbled as his thumb rubbed against the back of my hand that he had lifted to his lips. His mouth pulled into a small smirk against my palm before those soft lips of his placed a gentle kiss on my skin.

       "I can't explain it, my Roza. But I'll show you one day. I promise."

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The End! For this version at least! Go check out HFR if you enjoyed this OG!