***Mak's POV***

Tomorrow is a big day. Today we are all sitting at Martin's home office anxiously waiting for the man of the hour to show his handsome face. Yeah, I have a severe crush on Daddy Parker. Call it Daddy issues.

Mr. Martin walks thru the office door with a wide smile, directed specifically at me. I smile back. My hand comes up in a childish wave.

"How are you feeling son?" Mr. Martin asks. He kisses my forehead before kissing Grey's and Mark's as well.

"I'm okayy." I stutter slightly.

Grey squeezes my fingers that are laced with his. My nerves are prominent in my unusually unclear words.

"So." Mr. Martin starts. He takes his seat. He crosses his left ankle over his right knee and folds his fingers into a steeple in front of himself.

The man exudes confidence, dominance and strength. I squirm under his watchful stare. It's just too sexy to ignore.

"Mak, we have a plan." Mr. Martin informs me. I had no doubt.

"Okay." I speak softly.

"I will explain it. You let me know how comfortable or uncomfortable you are with everything. Don't be afraid of my reaction. I will never compromise your safety under any circumstances." Mr. Martin assures me.

"Yes, Sir." I nod as the words leave my mouth.

"I sense you are still intimidated by Carl. It's definitely understandable. This can be used to our advantage. A slimeball like him is going to be more confident if you show signs of fear. We need that confidence. His arrogance will be his demise." Mr. Martin explains.

"Well, I have plenty of fear." I whisper.

"Mak, you are such a brave young man. My only wish is to remove that fear from ever being a threat to you again. In our investigation, we have read thru your files, newspaper articles, police interrogations and even your school records. You have not a single thing to worry for." Mr. Martin reaches over and ruffles my thick locks. Grey growls playfully at his father. I giggle.

"Can we get to the unpleasant part? I could listen to you build my ego all day. But, I prefer to hear the plan." I ask politely.

"I want you to meet Carl directly. In a semi public area. I want you to bait him into an admission of his crimes. Not the ones regarding the files he wants. Instead, I want you to make him confess to his pedophilloic appetite." Mr. Martin lays the hard shit straight onto the table.

I inhale sharply as his words register in my mind.

"Baby, you want to help others right? This is the best way to get Carl out of contact with minors." Grey rubs my back as my breathing calms down.

"I do want to help. It's hard though. That man assaulted me. He stole from me. He made me feel dirty and worthless. Until you came along Grey, I never knew if I could be with a man the way I craved to. That was because of Carl stealing my innocence." I almost jump from my seat. Anger and fear seep thru my veins.

"There is no better way to repay his evil, then to take away his playground." Kip soothes.

"You're right. I know you are." I nod in agreement.

"I can do this. I think." I nod thru the whole dialogue, silently trying to persuade myself.

"We will wire you. You just hold a conversation and we will be hiding out in case of any unexpected surprises. We will protect you at all costs. I have insisted the help of authorities. You will be fine." Mark urges me.

"Look, I trust each and every one of you. The only person in this scenario that I don't trust, is the child molester himself. We are doing this shit. And, we are doing it once. Because I won't let that fat fuck win against me twice. He may have intimidated me as an adolescent, but I won't allow him to ever have that hold on me again." I promise with finality.

I mean every word. That man hurt me in ways that no one else could. I won't let him hurt me again. I won't stand by and do nothing when I am capable of stopping him from destroying any more lives.

This is fucking war. Carl is the enemy. Bring on the fireworks.

"Like I said before, Mak you are a brave young man. I am so proud of you. I am so proud to have you in this family. You are a beautiful soul." Mr. Martin praises me.

"I already agreed." I giggle. "All this stroking is going straight to my head."

"Shush boy, let someone take the time to build you up. You have earned it." Mr. Martin softly chastises me. His grin makes it hard to have hurt feelings.

"So, where and what time." I ask.

"We will tell you tomorrow. Carl hasn't sent the final arrangements." Mario confirms.

"It's times like these I wish I were a well trained ninja." I shake my head at my own thoughts.

"How would being a ninja help?" Grey plays with the hair near my ear.

"Dunno, just would be super bad ass and I look great in black." I shrug.

"You're a fucking idiot." Mark guffaws.

"I can't argue." I wink at my closest friend aside from my love.

"If that is all, we need to get some work done." I clarify.

"Nope, just taking a day to enjoy life." Kip fist bumps Grey.

"Did I miss some grandiose joke?" I ask hesitantly.

"We might be taking a little ride this afternoon." Grey offers.

"Why does that sound like it isn't in a limo or a car?" I ask reluctantly.

"Jet." Mr. Martin chuckles.

"Yeah, you guys go ahead. I will wave at you from down here." I promise.

"Haven't you flown before?" Grey asks, dumbfounded.

"Not that I'm aware of." I shrug.

"Well don't worry baby, I will protect you." Grey whispers as he kisses my forehead.

<<<<<<<

"Never. Fucking. Again." I cry out. I throw myself into the tarmac, literally kissing the ground.

"It wasn't that bad." Mr. Martin chuckles.

"Oh really, it's supposed to feel like you are in a paint shaker." I cringe remembering the feeling of my insides bouncing around like microwaveable popcorn.

"You gotta get back somehow." Mark laughs.

"I can stay here." I defiantly promise.

"The first time is always the hardest." Kip jokes.

"It's not sex, Kip." I yell.

"Baby, don't you want to explore the world." Grey offers.

"That's what the internet is for." I shake my head.

"Mak, did you die?" Mario chuckles while speaking.

"Asshole." I glare at the body guard.

"Anywhoooo. Let's get to the purpose of me being forced into a tuna can of death." I urge.

We leave the tarmac and then the airport. A stretch Hummer comes to pick us up. We all ride, making jokes and bantering. I'm the only one not in on the "surprise." So I sit and wonder.

"I'm starving." I groan after twenty minutes.

"You're whiny." Mark teases.

"I'm a growing boy." I pout. I cross my arms over my chest. Yeah, I'm whiny.

My belly grumbles loudly as if to verify my story.

Grey tightens his hold on my waist. He kisses my temple and whispers, "there will be food, don't worry."

Kip hands me a Snickers. "You're not you when your hungry." He jokes.

"Keep on. See where it lands you." I bark.

"Feisty." Mr. Martin guffaws.

Thirty whole minutes later we pull up to the only place in the whole world that could make my hunger vanish.

"No. Fucking. Way. GREY!!!!" I squeal like a little girl. I bounce in my seat, clapping my hands like the child I am about to be. My eyes blow wide and I am absolutely stoked.

"See. I told you it was worth it." Grey kisses my lips.

Tears fill my eyes. My biggest dream just came true.

"Are you crying?" Grey worries.

I jump into his arms and throttle him with my embrace.

He wraps his arms around me and covers my face in kisses.

"I think this is a winner." Mr. Martin smiles.

"Fucking Disney World." I breathe out.

"How did you know?" I ask. I wipe the tears from my cheeks.

"We told you we did a thorough investigation." Mario nudges my arm.

"You guys are so the best." I run to each one hugging them tightly.

"Well, lets not just visit the sign. We have a park to explore." Kip encourages.

"Thank you." I say wholeheartedly.

I can't believe they did this.

Grey takes my hand and leads me in to the happiest place on Earth.

The colors, landscape, characters and music capture my attention. I am so lost in all the new sights. I practically run to Mickey and my heart pounds when he places my ears on my head.

"Grey. This is the. Best. Day. Of. My. Life." I kiss his lips as Mr. Martin snaps a pic of us with Mickey and Minnie.

"I'm glad." Grey confirms.

We ride so many roller coasters and the food. Oh. My. God. The food. I run into the candy stores and purchase all the things I can think of. My tummy aches from the amount of junk I consume.

We go thru the animal voyages and my world is shook. Never have I experienced so much in so little time. We watch festivals, parades, live shows and talk to too many characters to name.

We take a ride thru the Rivers of Light. Romantic. I just can't even. It's all so much and so amazing.

By the end of the night we land in Tiffin's Restaurant. I'm completely exhausted from the day's events. But, the food is exquisite.

As if my day could get any better, Grey directs us out of the restaurant to the finale of the night.

Cinderella's Castle.

My breath is officially stolen.

I stand, like a girl, with my hands covering my mouth. It's majestic and so beautiful. The night sky has taken over and the lights are mesmerizing. Grey wraps his arms around my shoulders and leans his head on my shoulder.

"It's so amazing." I whisper in awe.

"You are." Grey huskily compliments me.

The fireworks go off and light the air with blistering strength. The fireworks are loud and I think I can still hear my heart thundering. It's literally magical.

When the park starts to close I feel a wave of sadness. The end has come to the most fantastic night of my life.

I almost whimper as we exit thru the gates.

"We can come back." Grey confirms.

"Promise?" I ask.

"Absolutely." Grey squeezes my hand and I drop my head to his bicep.

I don't remember the flight home. I wake in Grey's strong arms as he opens the door to our home.

"Thank you, babe. A million thank yous." I kiss his delicious lips.

"It was my pleasure." Grey shakes his head.

He undresses me and lays us down in the bed. The worries for tomorrow will have to wait until daylight.

Tonight, I want to spend my time worshipping the God who I have the mind boggling pleasure of calling mine.

I snuggle into Grey's neck and start lacing steamy kisses down the stem of his neck. His hands immediately yank me on top of him by my hips. He rubs lines down my back and over my butt. I moan into his neck at the feeling of his large hands massaging my cheeks.

Nothing compares to being in the arms of the man you love.

Fucking. Nothing.

I take my time claiming the exposed flesh of Grey's chest, down his rib cage. I kiss his hips, following the deep v line that leads to my favorite spot.

His large member stands for me and my mouth waters in anticipation. I take my time admiring the beauty of his manhood. The head that glistens with his arousal. The shaft that houses the thick vein that pulses every time I make contact with it. The base that preludes his heavy sack.

I lick my lips as I descend my mouth upon the offering before me.