the crazy days, the city lights, the way you'd play with me like a child

the crazy days, the city lights, the way you'd play with me like a child by sassy

I heard the door slamming shut and I jumped on my feet, heading quickly to the living room and smiling immediately when I saw my boyfriend. Gone were the days we had spent fighting, and even the past had been almost forgotten, this new version of us was the one I loved the most. We were open, completely honest, crazy in love and closer than ever. My eyes scanned him appreciatively as they moved up and down his body, which was a little too covered if you asked me, but still perfect in his navy suit and white shirt, no tie because he hated it. "Hi my love." I said wish a smile, wasting no time and throwing my arms around his neck as if I was still a teenager with a crush on the most popular guy in school.
"Hey." He smiled back at me using that deep voice that sent shivers through my body every time, but not hiding his surprise. "What are you doing here?"

I shrugged and kept my eyes glued on his handsome face, "I took half day off." I answered simply.
He raised one eyebrow at me, his hands setting on my waist and holding me close and tight so that I could feel all his strength. He was so hot. "Again?" He asked carefully.
I nuzzled his neck and inhaled deeply, letting his cologne fill my nostrils and make me feel a little dizzy for how good he smelt. "You said I needed a break, I'm taking plenty baby." I said against his skin.
"Didn't it feel alone here, without me?" He asked with a teasing tone, wrapping his arms around me and engulfing me in a hug.
I kissed his freshly shaved cheek before moving my lips to his, staring into his gorgeous green eyes. "You have no idea." I said seriously since I had really missed him. "But I kept myself busy."
"Uh, sounds naughty." He smirked suggestively, making it clear that he had no intention to pull away from me just yet.
"No instead, I got my period." I pouted, never a fan of cramps.
"Oh baby." He said softly as he cupped my face, looking genuinely pained for me. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm good." I reassured him with a smile, my hands moving down his chest and stopping on his hard stomach. "I want to show you something."
"Should I be worried?" He teased, but let me take his hand in mind and lead him to our bedroom anyway.
There, on one of the white immaculate walls, there were two color samples I had painted myself. We had talked about changing something about our apartment before and while I was okay with hiring an expert to redesign most of the rooms, I wanted our bedroom all for myself, of course following Treys desires too. "What do you think?" I asked quietly as his eyes bounced back and forth from one color to the other, making me feel a little nervous. One was a pale blue, his favorite color, which had a little of lavender too, while the other was a light tone of grey and I wasn't sure about which one I liked better if any.
“You want to paint by yourself?” Trey asked with a smirk on his face.
“No.” I pouted and looked around. “Just the bedroom.” I gave him a slow smile before looking back at the room, hoping he could see what I was seeing too. And hoping he knew I could do it.
“I like the blue.” He said from behind me.
I nodded, ” I turned to smile and caught him staring at me. “What?” I blinked and tilted my head as I reached up to cup his face. “Are you okay?”
“I'm cursing your damn cycle right now.” He admitted, shaking his head as he looked down at me.
I widened my eyes. “What?” I asked, still stuck on the colors of the bedroom and rearranging, but as soon as I looked into his eyes a little deeper I recognized a light on their bottom. He wanted me. I gave him a slow smirk, flattered by the way he was looking at me. “Oh….” I bit my lip. “Sorry.” I even blushed a little at the heated look he was giving me.
He laughed. "It’s not your fault baby.” He wrapped me in his arms and had me straddling him as he sat on the edge of the bed, which wasn't going to help our case, but at least we were close now. Also I could still do something for him.
“I can still take care of you….” I trailed off, a naughty look in my eyes as I slid off of him to kneel on the ground in front of the bed and him.
He shook his head, pullingvme back up as he groaned. “Hell no.” He said seriously. “I might be horny but I'm not selfish.” He kissed my lips, then kissed them again. He was back to my old Trey, the perfect guy I had fallen for hard and fast, and that I still loved with my whole heart and soul. “I like the blue.” He whispered against my lips. “But you could have painted it with pink and and gold sequins and I wouldn’t care as long as you were in bed with me."
I smirked, still keeping my lips glued to his, "You'd change your mind when I'd become old fat and ugly." I joked then blinked as I realized what I had just said. It was nothing special, of course I assumed we'd spend the rest of our life together but considering how things had ended the last time I just wanted to focus on the present instead.
He pulled away just so slightly to let out a heartwarming laugh. "Oh yeah because I'd stop look and you and stare at the walls only." He smirked back at me.
"Exactly." I nodded as I slid my hands down his strong arms, "While you'll still be sexy and desirable."
"Let's make a deal, if that will happen, and I'm sure it won't but you're being silly so I'll make this del anyway, I'll do all I can to be just as fat and ugly as you."
This time was my turn to laugh and toss my head back for how ridiculous we were being. And cute. "Deal baby." I said before kissing his full lips again. "I'll start painting tomorrow. I want to be done by the beginning of the weekend."
"You have all the time baby, I don't want you to stress or get too tired." He smiled at me as he ran his hands thought my hair to cup the back of my head. "Plus, I'll be helping you."
"Half naked I hope." I bit down on my lip, already picturing him all sweaty and sexy, as my hands pushed his jacket off his shoulders and down his arms.
"Don't you think I'll be too distracting?" He asked as he let me work on his shirt next.
My eyes moved down his chest as I exposed it, hard muscles all over and killing me. "That's the point." I grinned at him and pulled away regretfully, getting up to reach for one of his t-shirts. If I couldn't get any sexy time, he'd better be dressed. I handed it to him and offered a smile. "Will you be able to get some time off from work?"
He nodded as he got up too, taking his pants off and walking around the bed in all his glory, nothin but boxers covering him. I didn't know if he was doing it deliberately but I was dying. "I will. I already took the weekend off anyway since you said there was that party in the hamptons."
I blinked at him, surprised since I wasn't sure he'd really agree to come. It was work for me, even if I wasn't the planner. "Thanks baby I love you." I beamed t him and walked over him to wrap my arms around him once again, his tee still in my hands as I nuzzled his neck.
"I'm coming just to see you in a sexy dress at night and in a bikini the rest of time." He flashed me his sexy grin as his hands dropped on my a.ss.
"You will." I grinned and stared into his eyes, loving how happy he looked right now. There was just one thing that wasn't perfect right now for him, but I was going to help you with that. "When will you quit your job baby?"
“When I get a new one?” Trey smirked, kissing my cheek. Such a smartass.
I bit my lip, figuring that maybe he didn't want to talk about it. “Oh.”
He blinked back at me and then narrowed his eyes. “Baby…” He trailed off. “We promised this time to be honest. Say what you’re thinking.”
“I'm worried you won’t change because you’re scared.” I admitted, making a guilty face.
He licked his lips. “I am scared. But it’s because I don’t really know what I want, it’s hard to change.”
I nodded, understanding what he meant and wishing I could do more to help him. “I know.” He reached for my and pulled me into his body, cupping my face. “I wonder what it would have been like to be you and always know what you wanted to do.”
I grinned since he'd probably hate being me. We were really differe and, because of that too, we worked perfectly now. “You didn’t want to be anything when you were a kid?”
He shrugged. “A fireman.” He replied, smirking as I bit my lip and dozed off, thinking about him half naked saving me from the fire in my pants.
“You can be that for me….” I trailed off slowly.
He chuckled. “Deal…..but I'm not sure if it’s legal for you to pay me for that.”
I grinned and ran my hands through his hair before ending around his neck. “Maybe not.”
He took a deep breath. “I had an interview. With a sports agency. It’d be very similar to what I do now except with athlete’s instead of models.”
I widened my eyes, for at least two reasons, a good one and a bad one. “Trey you’d be so good at that.” I replied seriously.
“I don’t know, it’s a similar job, but it’s also really different, I’d have to do a lot of training, and I don’t even know if I’ll get it anyways.”
I nodded my head as I processed his words, my mind working at the speed of sound. "But you'd love it, right?" I asked, staring into his gorgeous eyes to gauge his reaction.
He shrugged as if it was not a big deal, when it was instead and we both knew it. "I guess so. It'd be a nice change."
I ran my hand through his short hair and offered a smile, "I'm sure you'll get it. You're amazing, they'd be crazy to lose the chance to have you." I said seriously.
"You're biased." He smirked before pressing a quick peck on my lips, making the moment lighter. But I wasn't going to let go.
"I know you and how passionate you get with what you love and sport? It's definitely something you love." I pointed out as I raised one eyebrow at him. It wasn't rare for us to spend Sunday evening on the couch, him watching espn and me cuddled against him reading my fashion magazines.
"We'll see how it goes." He said in a clear attempt to change the subject.
"Hey mister, I'm not done talking with you about your future." I said as I tried to keep a straight face. I was serious, but I didn't want to be too serious. When he shot me an amused look I let my hands slid down his neck, "I say you quit your job anyway."
"No." He said stubbornly and shook his head.
"Why? You hate it and I'm sure you'll get a better one in matter of days." I protested as I looked at him, furrowing my brows, "And we don't need money. We have plenty and I make enough for two."
At that, he laughed, "Yeah because I'd love to live with your money, right? Then what? You'd start wearing my pants too?"
I grinned at that, since I knew what he meant and I understood it, but I also knew that his job was killing him. "No baby, they look good on you an on you only."
“I don’t hate it enough that I’d have to quit before I find something else baby. Don’t worry about me.” He said like I knew he would and I pouted. He leaned down to kiss my lips. “What do you want for dinner?” He asked, letting me know he didn’t want to talk about it anymore.
“Thai.” I replied with a smile as I leaned into his body. I was letting go, but for tonight only.
“Deal.” He grabbed the menu off the fridge and dialed, ordering all our favorites while I straightened up the living room, taking a mental note than once I'd be done with our apartment I'd start cooking again too. “Sorry what?” I heard him say from behind me.
A second later a pair of strong hands grabbed my waist, making me stop tidying and pulling me into him on the couch, holding my body close. “Mmmm.” I set my head against his chest and my hand splayed against his stomach. “You’re so warm Trey.”
He grinned and reached down to kiss my forehead. “What should we do tonight?”
I shrugged. “I like doing this.”
“We’re the same then.” He told me, pulling me harder into him. “But you don’t want to go out?”
I looked up at him, thinking about how touchy the subject had been in the last few months. “You don’t have to go out with me every night to make me happy Trey.” I said seriously, starting to worry already.
“I know I don’t but I love to make you happy.” He paused, looking honest but also deep in his own thoughts. “Plus I like going out with you.” He added, making me feel guilty for all the times he had come with me and I had ignored him, even if I hadn't meant to.
"I do too." I said honestly since nothing topped going out with him. As cheesy as it sounded, nothing was better than having fun with him, not even the most explusive party in the world.
"Is it a yes then?" He asked as he tucked my hair behind my ear gently, staring into my eyes.
I shook my head and smiled at him, leaning into his soft touch. "No baby. I want to stay home. You asking is enough for me, we can go out another night, but now? Nothing sounds better than you and I cuddled on the couch."
He studied my face in silence and I gave him the time he needed to understand that I was 100% honest. "Sure?" He asked and I nodded, "Okay baby, anything you want."
I grinned as I let my eyes drop down on his boxers, "Get something on, you're too tempting."
He laughed at that and patted my a.ss before heading to our bedroom, "This is what you get for having a hot boyfriend." He said from the other room in a silly voice. Only god knew how much I had missed him being silly and happy, with me.
I shook my head and smirked to myself as I walked to the kitchen, grabbing two beers from the fridge and opening them. I knew Trey better than the palm of my hand and I knew that he liked a beer more than champagne, a lazy night at home more than a party, that didn't mean that he didn't like those too, just that sometimes simple things tasted better and right now I couldn't not agree with him. As I heard his footsteps approaching I spun on my heels, groaning a little when I noticed that yes, he had a pair of sweats on now, but that didn't help my case. At all. He looked as yummy as ever. "Beer?" I asked as I handed him a bottle.
“You just keep getting sexier.” Trey grinned, taking the bottle and moving his hand to the small over my back to pull me into him so he could kiss me hard.
“Stop teasing me Trey.” I pouted against his lips. I knew it wasn't his fault, but still.
“Haven’t people figured out a way to get rid periods yet?!”
I laughed at how silly he was, “Yes. Knock me up.”
He rose a brow at me and cringed. “And deal with the hormones for nine months straight? No thanks.”
I smacked his chest hard. I wanted kids one day and I hoped he did too. “Hey!!!”
He scooped m up into his arms, setting me on the couch and kissing my forehead. “I'm kidding. You’re not that bad.” He kissed my lips again and I grinned again.
“I can be bad sometimes.” I said suggestively, being a little silly and making him groan.
“Now who’s being a tease?” He asked, leaning in and biting my neck gently before kissing it. “Do you want to watch a movie?”
"Sure." I shivered before pulling away just so slightly to adjust my body against him.
He kissed my forehead and wrapped his arm around my waist to keep me close, "You pick."
I tried to keep a straight face as I watched him take a swig from his bottle, "A porn?"
He choked on his beer and coughed, widening his eyes at me, "Jules!"
"What?" I bit down on my lip, my cheeks getting heated.
"I didn't know you were so naughty." He smirked at me, his hand traveling down to cup my breast and squeeze it.
I slapped his hand away even though I was smirking as wide as him, "You did instead."
"True." He nodded and leaned his head against the back of the couch, his eyes not leaving mine. "So porn?"
"We'd only get more frustrated." I sighed as I pouted, making him chuckle and kiss me again. I loved his lips. "What about Harry Potter."
"God not again." He groaned and rolled his eyes, now it was my turn to laugh.
"I was teasing you love." I said softly, leaning further into his hard body that made me feel so safe. He was the best. "I got you a new shirt today."
He raised one eyebrow at me, finishing his beer, "Why?"
I shot him an amused look, "You needed a new one for the party. Actually no, you didn't, but I thought it would look great on you so I bought it. And you're welcome."
“I feel so spoiled I didn’t get you anything.” Trey smirked at me and I bit my lip.
“I got me something too.”
He rose a brow. “Oh?”
I nodded and leaned my body into his. “I needed a dress didn’t I?”
“Will it match my shirt?” He teased and I made a face.
“Yes Trey, we’ll be the matching lovers in the Hamptons.” I shivered, playing silly even though that really sounded awful. “Eww. I can’t even say that without dying a little.”
He burst out laughing and leaned in to kiss my nose. "You’re too cute.” I wrinkled it. “So what does it look like?”
I shook my head. “No! It’s a surprise I can’t tell you.”
“Give me a hint.”
I tapped my finger against my mouth as I thought about my dress. Tight and the same color of the night, I had to admit that looked really good in me, the long silk skirt making me look as if I was floating. “Okay…..It doesn’t match your shirt.”
He grinned at my silly joke and he rolled his eyes. “That tells me nothing because I haven’t even seen my shirt.”
I shrugged, since I knew he couldn't care less about the clothes per se, but was more interested in knowing how naked I'd looked. “That’s not my fault.” He narrowed his eyes on me and I grinned at his impatience. “Fine. One hint. It’s blue.”
“My favorite.” He replied, pushing my hair behind my ear. “You look amazing in everything and you’ll wear nothing by the end of the night so it doesn’t really matter anyways.” He grinned and pulled me into his lap to lean into my ear, holding my hips gently.
“Oh?” I asked, a little sidetracked by his hard body.
“You remember our place in the Hamptons baby?”
I nodded. “We go every summer Trey I'm not that forgetful.”
He chuckled as he nuzzled my neck before speaking into it softly. “You know the spiral staircase that leads up to the round tower that has all the floor to ceiling windows that overlook the water?”
I nodded again, knowing that houses like the back of my hand. "Mhmm….” I trailed off, waiting for where he was going.
“I'm going to strip off that blue dress on the stairs, then your bra…then your panties…so you’re naked when we get to that room.”
I shivered in his hold and swallowed before I spoke. “What about my shoes?”
He shook his head. “No your shoes stay on. They’ll stay on the entire time I make love to you up against that window, over and over again.”
“Trey….” I whispered and he pressed soft kisses against my neck before pulling back and grabbing the remote.
“So Harry Potter right? Which one are we on?”
I pulled away from him and raised one eyebrow at him. "You're kidding me right." I said seriously.
He shrugged, as if it was normal changing subject like that, "I'm not a big fan but you like it, so..."
I shook my head, slipping off his body and resting against the couch instead. I was so frustrated and so mad at my stupid period that if I were too close to Trey I might have slapped him or something. "Not what I meant." I said dryly.
He frowned, giving me that cute puppy face he always got whenever he noticed that something was wrong. "What then? And what's with the distance now?" He asked as he reached for me again, but I swatted his hand away.
"I think we should get a house in the mountains." I said out of nowhere, saying the first stupid thing that came to my mind. Okay, maybe not so stupid but still.
He blinked his eyes at me, looking surprised, "Where is this coming from?"
I shrugged, "You know I love skiing." I said simply.
"I'm confused." He said with a blank expression on his face.
"I think it's like when you're talking about having your girlfriend on the staircase and then you bring up harry potter." I said with a grin, letting him know what my point was.
His expression changed, "Oh." He said before smirking at me, "I got it now. Sorry baby, I didn't want to get too frustrated since I'm not getting any tonight." He said quietly and leaned into me once again to grab me with his strong arms and adjust me in his arms again.
"A girl can always dream." I sighed before looking up at him through my lashes, my head resting against his hard chest.
"About harry potter?" He said in a playful tone, holding me in his arms as he pushed my hair off my face with his free hand, "Or about a new house?"
"About you." I smiled at him more genuinely, tilting my head just enough to press a soft kiss on his lips.
"I'm real baby." He smirked against my mouth, "And I meant what I said, us on the stairs is going to happen."
"Thank god." I whispered, lost into his gorgeous eyes as my hand rested where his heart was. "I'd hate waking up without you."