Untitled #1063

Untitled #1063 by ssaarah

"What movie do you want to watch?" Mila asked as she grabbed the remote and I poured us some wine. I shrugged.

"Choose whatever you want." she smiled as I handed her a glass.

"I'll choose something girly." I laughed.

"Doesn't matter, I'm planning on making out the whole time anyways." I moved a pillow from her couch and then another. "How many damn pillows do you need?"

"Says the man with the batchelor pad." Mila joked as she pulled back her hair.

"Technically I am a batchelor." I replied. Mila narrowed her eyes at me which made me pull her closer and kiss her lips softly. "My baby is so possesive....." I whipsered against her lips and she laughed lightly.

"I can't help it....I just got you I don't want any other bit.ch to have you." She pouted and I kissed her again.

"I'm all yours.....what are you going to do with me?" I grinned, setting our wine glasses on the coffee table and easily pulling her into my lap.

"Ames..." she bit her lip and I leaned in to start kissing her neck.

"Yes?"

"I have no idea…" she breathed out, they way she sank into my body making me hard.

"Mhmm." I spoke against her skin as I nipped at her neck.

"Ames…" she said again, breathy and sweet.

"That’s my name." I laughed, making her chuckle as she pushed me away.

"I feel like we’re two high schoolers fooling around."

"How about a little under the shirt action?" I wiggled my eyebrows at her suggestively, clearly joking, but Mila just gave me a wicked grin.

"Okay." she replied, pulling her shirt over her head and tossing it to the side. "Your turn." she winked at me and I took a second to process the face that Mila had taken off clothes before pulling off my own shirt and watching the way her eyes glazed over as she looked at me.

"Happy?" I asked, grinning. She nodded and then pulled be back into her, sliding her tongue into my mouth. I pushed her back, hovering over her as I deepened the kiss, running my hands up her thighs and then her waist, kissing her like I couldn't get enough because I couldn't. My hands landed on her bra and I cursed myself for taking it too far when being physical was still something we were waiting for.

"Is this okay?" I pulled away and asked her.

"Ames, we’ve had sex. You can touch them." she laughed.

"I'm just making sure I'm not breaking any of your rules." Mila groaned.

"Fu.ck the rules Ames...touch me..." I groaned, catching her bottom lip with my teeth as I cupped her breasts in my hands. She was so responsive to me, her breath speeding up, little breathy moans coming out of her mouth.

"You're so damn sexy Milena....I never want to stop touching you." I groaned, sliding one hand under her bra to feel her skin against mine. She moaned, arching into my hand.

"Oh god don't stop....."

"MILA!!!" There have been a few times in my life where I wished I could just dissapear. This was one of them. Both of us turned to find Harper and Miles standing in the doorway of her apartment.

"Oh my god mom dad, what are you doing here?!" I pulled away from her, tossing her her shirt as she fumbled to get it on.

"Ames?" Harpers voice rang out as she widened her eyes, staring at me.

"Hi...." Awkward. So awkward. I was a lawyer, I literally made a living out of knowing exactly what to say all the time and right now? I had no words. What was I suppossed to say.....It's not what you thing? I can explain? It was pretty much just what it looked like.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I heard her dad yell out loudly, basically the reaction I was respecting, but then I hadn't been expecting him to walk in on me all over his daughter. "WHAT IN HOLY HELL IS THIS?!"

"Dad! Mom! What are you doing here?!" Mila screeched as her parents just kind of stood there. Honestly I felt frozen in place too.

"Ava Milena Schon, what is going on here?" her mother used her full name, which clearly meant business. "Mom, what are you guys doing here?" She asked again.

"She is your mother goddamn it. You answer her, not vice versa!" Miles yelled, still glaring between me and her.

"Dad!" she yelled back, furrowing her brows and looking just as dangerous as her father.

"Answer her young lady! And goddamn Ames, put your fucking shirt on." He yelled once more which made me realize I was still half naked. Damn it this did not look good.

"Dad! STOP!"

"I’M NOT ASKING AGAIN! WHAT IS THIS?!"

"Sir-" I spoke up but her dad held a hand, and if looks could kill? I'd be a dead man.

"Say one more word, and I’ll kill you." He spoke with a fire in his eyes, "Ava Milena, tell me what this is."

"Not until you calm down." Mila stood up, just as stubborn as any of her family. Miles looked like hew as going to say something but he didn't. "Okay… so this was not the ideal situation to tell you… but Dad, Mom, Ames and I are dating."

"Dating?" Harper echoed, looking between us.

"Dating?!" Miles screamed out, "Are you kidding me? You piece of shit! You get close to my family and my daughter and then you fuck her?!" I watched as Miles' hands turned into fists. I quickly decided I deserved to let him get at least a punch in. He was right after all.

"DAD! STOP!" Mila yelled as she stood between us. "Ames is not using me! Ames is my boyfriend! He’s not using me."

"His hand was under your bra. That’s not using you?" He glared and I struggled not to groan. So awkward.

"Have you ever thought that maybe I wanted his hands to be there?! Newsflash Dad, I’m not a virgin." Oh good god.

"Mila, why?" I asked, shaking my head.

"Are you on his side?" she asked, eyes blazing as she turned to me.

"Okay, enough!" Harper spoke up her voice overpowering all of us, "SIT! EVERYONE!"

"Harp..." Miles started as he looked at his wife but Harper pointed to the couch with a glare and he agreed.

"I trusted you with Mila. Over and over again!" He said with barely concealed rage. I swallowed and nodded.

"I know that." I didn't blame him for being mad....If I was him? I wouldn't like it either.

"Of course we trust him Miles, we used to babysit him!" Harper shook her head and I winced. "Do you guys really think this is a good idea? This isn't like dating just anyone....our families....they're connected for life." Harpers voice of reason broke through but Miles still wasn't done yet.

"How long?" he snapped.

"About a month." Mila replied, all seriousness now, her glare looking so much like her dad's it kind of scared me.

"Mila what are you thinking?!" Miles shook his head and I felt my stomach churn. I pretty much already thought I wasn't good enough for Mila, and her dad was making me feel it 100 times worse.

"What was I thinking? Oh I don't know, maybe that I wanted a man who finally respected me for once? Someone who has his life together, and wouldn't treat me like shit?"

"Oh yeah he looked like he was respecting you when we walked in." Miles shot a glare at me and I suppressed a groan.

"I had to beg him to do that!!!"

"Mila." I shook my head at her oversharing, this was going from bad to worse so fast.

"What? Do you want them to think you're just using me?!" I shook my head.

"I'm not using her." I looked both Harper and Miles in the eye as I spoke. "I'm crazy about her. I have been for years. I know I'm no where near good enough for her, but I will treat her well." Mila took that moment to grab my hand before looking at her parents.

"I’m going to be with Ames and there’s nothing this family can do to stop me. For the first time in my life, I’m so happy with him. He treats me better than any man before… He’s perfect for me. Despite what he thinks." she turned to give me a soft smile. "Mom, what’s the difference between him and I and Ben and Camille? Nothing. Ames is an amazing guy. He’s smart, funny, responsible and treats me perfectly. You’re my parents and I love you two and I want you to be behind me, but if you’re not, then oh well."

"Do you understand that if you break up, what this could mean for our families?" Harper asked the two of us.

"I don’t plan on us breaking up!" she said back desperatley.

"I’m crazy about your daughter. I don’t want to break up with her either."

"The two of your are young and irresponsible." Miles groaned as he ran his hands over his face. Okay I'd been with him for the first few minutes, but young and irresponsible? Not me.

"You knocked up Mom when you were 26. Ames is 30 and I’m almost 26. I’ve made it this far without getting pregnant." Mila scoffed, basically voicing my thoughts.

"A man breaks your heart every couple of months Milena. Maybe it was your mother and I’s fault, but you’re fragile. We coddled you-"

"I’m not fragile! I’ve made mistakes… Dated guys that I shouldn’t have, but I learned! Don’t you understand that I want to be with him! Ava and Corey are happy for us, why can’t you two?"

"Ava and Corey know?!" Harper asked.

"We begged them not to say a word. We wanted to tell you ourselves. Not this way, but you get the gist."

"And they seriously think this is okay?" I shrugged.

"I don't know what they think exactly, but they do know that Mila and I are adults, and we're going to make our own choices about dating. Ava's known I'd had a thing for Milena for years...." I admitted, shooting Mila a look that made her beam back at me.

"You mean that Milena had a thing for you." Miles retorted. "You knew she had a crush on you. You knew it and you took advantage of it." Mila's hands balled up into fists as she fumed at her father.

"I swear to god dad, keep insulting my boyfriend and I'm kicking you out of my apartment." she said seriously.

"I tried to ignore how I felt about her." I interjected. "For years I did. But the way I feel about your daughter? I've never felt about anyone. I don't know if we'll last forever, I can't tell the future, and I know we're taking a risk with our families being so close......but if it does last...if it does work out.." I looked at Mila and reached out for her hand. "I just want to make her happy."

"Oh god Miles, they're in love." Harper looked shocked as she shook her head and Miles, Milena, and I all snapped our heads towards her.

"What?!" We all said at once.

"We're not-" Mila started, blushing like crazy.

"We just started..." I said at the same time as Miles shook his head.

"They don't even know what lov-" Harper held up her hand to silence us.

"We just want you to be happy baby." she said seriously. "Despite how angry your father gets." She shook his head. "It's mostly because he was an as.shole and knows how guys minds work....but...and no offense baby, but Ames does have it a little more together than we did when we got together." I tried not to laugh at the look at his face. Only Harper could talk to Miles Schon like that and get away with it.

"And you trust her?!"

"What do you suggest we do Miles?! Drag her back home and force her to do something that she doesn’t want to? She’ll hate us. Do you want that?" His silence was enough to tell me that deep down he would be okay with us....you know as long as I didn't fuck it up. No pressure. "This is the part where the two of us, step back and hope that our children make the right choices. Doing this, Miles, will only make them hate us."

"Thank you Mom." Mila smiled and stood up to hug her mother.

"And Ames, if you do hurt my baby… Mama bear will bring her claws out." She smiled at me and I laughed. I didn't expect anything less.

"If I ever do, you’re welcome to do that."

"So what, we just go on like nothing is different?" Her dad asked.

"No Dad. Things have changed, but for the better. Please trust me to know I am making the right decision. I won’t feel right about this until you back me…"

"I will never be equipped to give you away Milena." He sighed, "I want to protect you until the day I die. I’m scared you’ll get hurt."

"Sometimes I have to dad… It’s just a way of life, but I trust Ames. You know he’s a good guy! You wouldn’t have been so welcoming to him if he wasn’t! Please Dad…" She pleaded. I knew she talked big, but she really did want to have them on our side.

"It’s going to take me a while to get used to…" He trailed off, "And if you ever disrespect my daughter, I will hurt you." He glared at me.

"Thank you."

"I’m going to need a lot of alcohol to get the image of you two out of my head."

"That's good babe, teach your daughter that booze is the way to recover." Harper shook her head and Mila bit her lip to keep from laughing.

"You're lucky your mother has a better head on her shoulders than I do." Miles reached out for his wife and pulled her into him, kissing her softly.

"Miles!"

"Hey I got more than an eyeful, they can watch us kiss."

"I've seen more than that...." Mila said under her breath, making it my turn to try not to laugh out loud.

"Come on." Harp dragged Miles outside and as soon as they were gone I turned to my girlfriend.

"Well....that could have gone better..." I trailed off. Mila laughed.

"It could have gone worse too." she replied, sighing as she leaned in to kiss me softly. "Thanks for being great." I gave her a sheepish smile.

"I didn't do anything."