Chapter 7 Roman's (POV)

Last night was the worst night ever. Ever and I tuck the little bugger in every night, however last night I was real annoyed about how sensationally stunning Ever has gotten through the years- last night she didn't wear the usual overlarge T-shirt in men, with some thermal or sweat pants, boxer briefs for women- nope. She wasn't wearing any of the sort last night. She left her hair naturally down in waves, with a silk night gown, most certainly was a piece from Victoria's secret. It complemented her golden tone radiant skin, the color of the gown matched her beautiful blue eyes. Trying not to fall back into that helpless state of mind I found my self in with Ever. Yes I hated her guts when she chose Damen over me, and can never shake the gut twisting sensation I get every time I see them together, just talking, or horsing around in the kitchen like children. She didn't know what she was doing to me. The way she got me to find that fatherly side within me, to better my chances in becoming everything Romeo needs. I love the way she named my son after a nick name she used to call me long ago when she was hopelessly in love with me. I have to admit now, that I was no good for her. I didn't deserve to have her innocence. Even though she took Drina's life- but she had to in order to save her own. I didn't know Ever when I found out Drina was murdered, and I judged her before I even met her. My mind was set on making the two of them suffer for my happiness. All though if memory serves me correctly- Drina was only my happiness because she was the first one to ever notice me, and saved my life. Damen was the deviant one back them, and the cruel one. She was like an angel. He was the one who didn't deserve her, and the one who made Drina cold and volatile.

Any way, the fact is, Ever seems to be in love with Damen still. After all they sleep together right? I mean isn't that why Damen seems to believe that she is his soul mate?

I wonder why Damen asked for my consent to propose to Ever. It was even weirder when he asked me if I had any plans on ever getting back with Ever.

He crept up on me a couple of days ago, when I was spending some quality time with my little progeny- who by the way is very intelligent for his age. I was teaching him how to do his hair like mine. The little bugger complemented my do one day, and said he wanted it to look exactly like mine- Ever tries to comb his hair neatly parted on the side, then tied back, like a little momma's boy. I never liked my hair that way. I go with the tousled waves. More edgy than proper, but it works.

Romeo was on the stool in front of the vanity sink in the bathroom, mirroring my every movements. When I was finished with Romeo's hair, I heard a clearing of the throat- one I only tolerate in order to remain in Romeo's life. I suppose deep down inside it was for Ever too. Though I would never admit it out loud.

As soon as my little buddy heard Uncle Derricks voice, he jumped off the stool and jumped up and sown excitedly,

"Uncle Derrick! I did my hair like daddy's today! doesn't it look cool!" my heart fluttered in ways I couldn't quite determine in words, but the warm feeling I got, was due to hearing my son refer to me as his daddy. The kid loves me, that much I know for certain.

Damen nodded once nervously, then picked up Romeo and smiled, "Indeed little guy- you look exactly like your dad with your hair like that-" he eyed me dryly with his fake smile, hating me in the inside.

"I know, right?" I smiled at my little pride and joy, and his little smirk he made after, when he asked Damen to let him down so he could show his mother his new do.

Damen asked me to have lunch with him, which I wasn't too crazy about given our history- however I seemed to compromise apart of me, I never thought would change, I have Romeo to thank for that. don't get me wrong, I never liked Damen as a person to begin with- he always had everything I wanted in life easy which made me envy him more. I suppose I knew he wanted to talk to me about something important considering I wasn't his favorite person either-

The first half of our lunch was awkward pleasantries and complements of the location we ate at. I barely touched my food. I hardly eat ever. I only eat sometime because my son is very observant and hardly misses a thing- the little bugger picked up every single habit of mine. I adore that one, for looking up to me, the way he does- it feels good to hear your child speak of you with so much passion, and admiration and even draws pictures of himself and I as super hero's. he says that one day he's going to grow up and be exactly like me- as I felt a little nervous about that, I knew I also felt a little inspired to be the best I can be- be a good example. Someone worth looking up to for the boy.

Damen looked pale suddenly, and almost mortal. He had sweat lacing his face, and almost sick even. I thought to my self, alright here it comes.

"I'm going to just go ahead and get this off my chest- bluntly then-" he started, then took a square box from his pocket and placed it on the table, and right away a familiar emotion flared my existence, 'Jealousy' I tried to make a joke of it,

I sighed with a grin, frowning inside, "Ah for Christ sakes Damen- not even our first date and your already proposing-" I know, it was clearly dry humor- but I had to try to lighten the load over my heart.

"Cute Roman. But I think we both know who this is for"

I snickered, "Not that I care any-" I rolled my eyes as he continued brooding dryly with his lips in a line,

"I needed your permission-" I retorted,

"For what?" I challenged with a glare feeling really touchy suddenly.

"To marry Ever- I mean since you're the boys biological father-"

"The point Damen- get to the point!" I leaned in closer to meet his challenge,

"I just want to make sure I know your intentions with Ever before I marry her- because once I marry her Roman, I will never let her go without a fight- and for Romeo's sake I want to prevent any of that from happening- so I ask you now, what are your intentions with Ever? Do you still plan on ever rekindling the fire between you and her?"

I chuckled, humorlessly, "You afraid aren't you? you think she'll run to me with open arms if I were to want her back, even if she has you! This is priceless, how the tables have finally turned in my favor." I know, I was being a jackass. And now that I think about it- I feel like an asshole. Even though I was sure he was being ridiculous. Because I know how Ever loves Damen endlessly- for references, she even gave me her innocents just so Damen can be remedied of the spell. She never intended on doing it again, but I was the one who persisted for reasons I couldnt understand at the time, but I wanted her more than anything. At first my intentions with her were vaguely unplanned - it was but an itch in need of relieving- she was Damen's and that alone piqued my interests. But after I had her, after she confessed all the stuff she knew about me- and still was able to look me in the face without judging me. She blamed my father for my upbringing misfortune.

"What are your intentions?" he pressed,

"She's all yours- trust me, I'm only here for the child- she is the mother of my child, nothing more, nothing less-"

"So you don't want her or hope to have her in the future?"

"What part of 'She's. All. Yours!' don't you understand? I never loved her to begin with. Obviously my plan for revenge back fired- however I cant say I regret it, because I got a progeny worth living to watch grow."

He put the square box in his jacket and extended his hand to me, "Do we have a understanding then?" he said,

"Yes"

Present…..

Damen and Ever are now on their little date. I keep telling my self I did the right thing, because I knew she didn't want me anymore. And to be frank- I didn't really deserve her. She gave me more than enough to be indebt to her for life. She gave a purpose. A reason to love my life, and live- a reason to start over as a better person.

My son. I don't blame myself for my fathers shortcomings any longer. I have only one obligation- and that is to be a good father- I sometimes have my weak moments and feel sorry for myself, but then I look into my sons bright blue eyes, all my doubts flee and I know everything is going to be alright. I'm everything my father wasn't. and for that, I get to tell myself I was wrong to doubt my credibility.

"Ever, I've waited so long for you to give us a chance, and now I came to this conclusion- I don't want to lose you Ever…. I loved you and lost you so many times before we got to explore our relationship- and now, look how far we've gotten together, no more Drina to mess this up, (he cupped my face, and I started to realize how much I put him through, and its not fair, I asked him to stay with me, and I've been leading him on, I should go to hell if I deny him! Tears slid down my cheeks and he opened the little square box revealing a beautiful engagement ring) will you take this relationship to the next level by becoming my wife?"

I want to tell him 'no' but I cant. I don't want to lose him forever. I love him too! We've been through too much, to let go now. What was I thinking to ever let him slip through my fingers and for what? Roman?

God I'm so confused! What should I say?

Evers (POV)

I felt air get caught in my throat. I couldn't do it. Could I marry him? I love Roman and it wouldn't be fair. If we were to get married, and Roman suddenly wants me, I don't think I would have the strength to deny him. And it isn't fair. Romeo doesn't deserve to go through any of that, so I decided to tell him,

"Damen, I love you," I started, pensively, "But I cant marry you- and I know you've been there for Romeo and I since day one, and that its not fair that I lead you on, all these years"

"What do you mean by leading me on Ever?" he joined me on the rock and faced me, holding both of my hands in his own, and then cupped my cheek, frowning, "I don't care that you still love him, he's the father of your child, and I respect that. Ever I cant- I cant live without you in my arms," I shushed him with my index finger,

"But I'm always going to want him and its not fair to you Damen- we can be friends, and you could stay with us-" I stopped because he shook his head,

"He doesn't want you Ever" he shook his head,

"You don't know," he stopped me,

"He told me himself- he said he has no intentions, in rekindling your relationship with him" Damen allowed me to see the memory of their lunch together.

The malice in Roman's voice when he spoke with such certainty, about what he really thought about the idea of him and I back together- was heart breaking,

"I'm sorry" he whispered, then cupped my face in his hand, and brushed his lips against mine, gently, for a moment I just reveled in the sensation, he has always given me with a simple touch of his skin, against mine. Tingles. Heat in the pit of my stomach, he made love to me, and it was perfect, literally. However I realized that the whole time, I was thinking of Roman.

When we got home, Damen and I walked in to the living room to find, Roman lying down on the couch with Romeo sleeping over his chest, He shut off the television with the remote,

He regarded me dryly, "A little help please" he said icily,

I gently picked up my son and carried him to his room, where he now sleeps in a batman mobile bed, with custom canopy draped with black sheer curtains, I placed him over the bed noticing He already had his bath and is in his proper attire for bed time.

Roman followed me, and kissed Romeo over his forehead,

I had longing when I watched how he can openly express his self and his love and affection as a father, that's what I wanted from him. that's what I told my self that he was not ever going to be able to do- so I broke it off with him when I should have given him a chance. I should've ignored his words, and just went with my heart.

My heart was telling me to just love him, and wait. But I did the opposite and pushed him away when he tried to confess his love and propose, but Damen and I were in my room, and Roman looked heart broken when he saw I was with Damen that night.

"Roman, can I have a word with you?" it just came out. I couldn't stop myself.

He stared at me blankly, and nodded once, as we exited the room, we went to the patio out side. And he just stared out to the night, with his elbows resting over his lap, he winced regarding me,

"You need something for Romeo? Money, clothing, shoes? Or what?" he said bleakly,

It hurt the way he disregarded my body language, when I placed a hand on his face, cupping his cheek, he flinched at my touch, as if my hand was scorching hot, he jumped out of the little swing chair we have for lounging on a summers day, then began to huff,

"Well? I'm waiting?" he was impassive, my heart was telling me that he was battling him self, that he was yearning for me as well, but he was afraid to love me, and afraid that I might not really want him, because I have Damen, and he didn't want to be teased. But I do want him.

"I got no time for this- from now on, if you need something for Romeo, then let me know-but any thing else you wish to discuss with me, that has nothing to do with my son, is immaterial- and means your wasting your breath and wasting my time " he stopped at the door and said, "You should get in side- it's a bit chilly out"

I remained there as still as a statue. Why didn't I just speak up. I faltered in fear. Why did he hate me so much? I look down and spotted a ring on my ring finger. I don't even remember putting it on, or Damen putting it on me for that matter either.

I made it back to my room that night a bit distracted after easing the pain out side for a while. When I got to the room, I realized I wasn't alone,

"I was wondering when you'd show up- for a minute there I thought you got lost lover" Damen smiled, I wasn't sure if I wanted to discuss what happened with the ring just appearing on my important finger, but thought against it.

I really needed someone to hold me right now, I felt lost. Heart broken even. I wanted to confront Roman about it my self, before making irrational decisions like marrying Damen, while being in love Roman.

A month has past by swiftly and for some reason, Roman said he had to leave for a couple of days. He was going to check on things in town for us. Since I am 19 years old and no longer have the need to hide away from aunt Sabine, and plus I need an update about her and Munoz. Last I checked, they were engaged to marry, and his grandmother had died.

I miss my aunt, I miss Miles, and Haven, and Jude! Hey I miss Jude too. Riley. The name I would've named Romeo if he were a girl.

While Roman was out of town, Damen and I had a bit of a fight. And it resulted with his departure. Here's what happened,

"Lover, I've been calling you for over a 10 minutes now- I needed to discuss something with you" I was in our garden, out in the back, planting a couple of vegetables for Romeo's little project, he's been working on with Damen. They were testing some plant food concoction that makes the plants grow larger and more nutritious and succulent in flavor.

"Sorry, hone- I didn't hear you" I winced looking up, I noticed the big filing folder in his hands and had a feeling I wasn't going to like this, he looked to my hand, and gasped,

"Ever I think you lost your ring lover!" he rushed to the floor to assist me, but the truth of the matter is I didn't wear it, I haven't wore it lately.

"It's not lost Damen, I took it off" I was only being honest.

"Why?"

"Damen, I might have lost it- had I worn it out here today!" I lied. It worked for now.

We sat in the patio on the mini bar stools, across from one another.

"Now what did you have in mind?" got straight to the point.

"I moved the wedding up to two weeks from now, I spoke to Roman about it already- our honeymoon will be in either Paris- or Morocco, Hawaii- really makes no difference to me as long as were together-"

"Damen?" I sighed, "I'm not ready for the wedding yet- I need more time. And if my memory serves me correctly, then I haven't even agreed to the engagement yet" god! Was that too harsh?, by the sad look in his eyes I would say yeah. I'm being a bitch with him for nothing again. He's been so good to me.

Damen suddenly took the folder and then ripped it up, into little pieces,

"I waited long enough- don't you think? every time we are so close to moving forward in our relationship- you seem to be out of my reach- before you defeated Drina- it was her who would step in, interfere and take you from me over and over again, but after we distinguished that obstacle it seems another one succeeds in the way, Roman being another one- until he finally gave up on you- but now that we're free to have what we deserve- what we longed for- scratch that- more like 'I' longed for it alone, you seem out of my reach once again- I think I'm starting to realize that karma will not allow me to have what I desire- all those centuries of chasing and searching for the one thing- the only thing I ever wanted was you, and it seems that I-" his words laced with emotion and sorrow, tears fell from his cheek, but he looked away I feel so horrible. I'm a monster! This is all my fault! I ruin everything, the most beautiful, charming guy, the best guy I could ever hope for wanted me, a big no body standing next to this man I don't deserve.

I rush to his side and wrap my arms around his neck and hug him closer to me, I never deserved him, he is too good to me, and I am all he wanted, and I see now, all I have ever done for him, was bring him pain, and havoc. I'm a curse.

"I don't deserve you- I ruined everything Damen- if I haven't- If only I wouldn't have-"

He stopped me, "No! don't say it Ever, you know that's not true- none of this is your fault- the problem is 'me'- I used to think I could get any thing I wanted whenever I wanted it. I was haughty and cruel, and thought i was on top of the world- but I changed, I changed the moment I looked into those beautiful eyes of yours, I did this to us. But I couldn't be more grateful to have Romeo in my life as well as you. Things happen for a reason lover, and I could see that now- don't ever regret your choices you made that brought us here today, with Romeo. I will always love you and your son- and I will always be near you- remember that." with that he kissed me long and good, then cupped my face, in tears- both of us were in tears. Then he turned and went to say goodbye to Romeo.

My heart was broken. And I have no one to blame but my self. I ended up alone in the end after all. The mess I made of my love life- is monstrous.

Romeo has been hard to manage. He is fussy, and refuses to eat his meals without his father present. He thinks I have something to do with his fathers departure and is now sending me daggers, in his glare.

"Romeo, your dad is coming back-" he didn't let me finish,

"Why didn't I get to go then?" he huffed,

"Because your father is going to make sure everything is safe for us first- remember what I told you about how mommy had to run away from home, and had to change her name?"

"Yes- (He huffed) but is the childish voice you seem to make only when regarding me, really necessary? I hate when you do all that mushy mommy crap! I miss dad already- he doesn't do any of that crap!" I gasped, did my baby just mock me? This little boy is getting to be more like his father every day.

"Fine, I'm sorry- I just love you and you'll always be my little baby no matter how old you get- and that my boy is a promise!" I spoke to him using that voice and started squeezing his cute cheeks, hugging, tickling and kissing him as he gagged and protested

"Ah man! Yuck! Your impossible! Stop that!" he grumbled, wiping his cheeks, and becoming infuriated more and more, every passing second. He squirmed out of my grasp shoving me away from him, so hard I fell over from the crouching possition I was just in he stood a good three feet away and crossed his arms over his chest, scowling,

"No wonder why they left you and hate you! Cause YOU'RE A FREAK!" he said through gritted teeth, I gasped watching him knock a vase with fresh tulips in water, shattering it creating a huge mess on the floor.

I haven't heard any one call me that since high school. Weirdo. Freak. I didn't realize I was crying until I caught my reflection in the mirror. All kinds of horrible memories of my high school days. And one memory really made my heart twist in a cramp like state, leaving me breathless, one in particular- when Roman was spiking Damen's elixir supply with a potion that was weakening him and making him act like a self centered vain jerk, with no heart or compassion for me. How he started mocking me along with the fellow students in school. It hurt bad. All my friends turned on me for trying to protect them from Roman. Stacia. Yes Damen even dated my nemesis Stacia Miller . Stacia was cruel, completely malicious. They both deserved each other during those days. Damen. God I miss him so much. And now Roman hasn't even so much as called, it's been two months since he left. He doesn't even have his phone on- now I'm all alone, with a my son who now hates me and thinks I'm a freak.

How did my life get so screwed up! Where did I go wrong! Why am I so stupid? I messed everything up! Jesus Christ and I'm bare footed!

As I searched for the broom and dust pan. Just as I walked to the kitchen, "Owe!" I cried out as huge practically translucent shard of the vase pierced me in the foot, I tried to balance but fell over landing my hand over the mess of shards of glass, and I yelped, just my luck, I find a place to balance my knee, which incidentally caught on to some glass as well, I started getting frustrated and cried out, as I removed the largest piece of glass from my foot, squealing as I done so, I fell on to my back, and gave up with the mess. I stayed there crying out,

"Romeo! Please help me!" now I was sounding pathetic and younger. I suddenly hear him hiss something under his breath, then padded his little feet through the hallway shiny wooden floor.,

"Now look what you've done!" he hissed, sounding so mmuch like his father!

I was sobbing, feeling the whole world cave in on me, "Why?" my gaze to the ceiling, talking more to god, then to any one on earth,

"Why what? Your bleeding all over the place Ever!" Ever? How does he know, I never told him my real name-

"You don't have to tell me anything! I could hear your self pity thoughts!" why is he so cruel to me as well?

"Why are you so mean to me- you're my world, and everything I do is for you, why cant you see that baby? Your father said he'll be back Romi, don't take out your frustration on me! I don't think I can take it! I need you to help me please, I already lost a lot of blood and I feel dizzy" I cried, I cant believe I somehow managed to get shards of glass in three separate places on my body.

"It's your fault he left! I'll never forgive you for that-" he hasn't even cared to mention Damen at all, how sad is that? Its like he hates me and Damen because he knows what happened during the time he was conceived,

"Romeo, the lease you could do is help me get these pieces of shards of glass out of me" I grumbled with tears streaking down my face,

"I hate you!" he growled with gritted teeth, my heart sank as I began to take the shards of glass out my self, as Romeo gave a Roman look, of hatred,

"Gone for a couple of months and I come home to you treating your mother like garbage boy?" I cant believe my ears, is it my mind deceiving me? I'm going crazy now right? Roman?

"Did you do this boy?" he came to sight, the chastising authority filled voice, Romeo had wide eyes,

"Yes. But-"

Roman countered, "No, no, no- this is unacceptable boy. Under any circumstances, this kind of behavior will not be tolerated-" he waved a hand toward me, "And this is the woman responsible for giving you life son- I was out of town, getting a couple of things done in your mothers old town- that way she can introduce you to your great aunt, and new great cousins as well" he eyed me when he said that part. He began helping me with my cuts, "Romeo, I think you owe this women a big apology,"

"Sorry mommy" he looked ashamed of himself, his lips quivered into a frown, and his eyes watered, I opened my arms and sniffled a little emotional, and I opened my arms, where he came contrite, he wrapped his little arms around and kissed me in my cheek.

"I forgive you little man child" I smiled warmly then broke away to put some slippers on, when I was done with that I went down stairs- got the dust pan and broom again, and began to clean the mess, avoiding Roman's gaze. I felt like a joke. Sad, sad joke. High school all over again. The freak. I have no problems with confidence any longer, I lost the whole sweater with hood look, and no longer have to hide my scar with some bangs- that is the difference between then and now. How ever one thing will never change, and that would be me being a freak. A joke, a laughing stock.

I must have been so deep in thought that I didn't realize how close Roman was to me, he moved a stray strand of hair from my face, and placed it behind my ear, darting into my eyes, it was enough to stir something within in me, but I refused to tease my self all over again. He will never love me in return. I also decided to not tell him about Damen's departure. I don't want to seem needy. And I also don't want him to think he has me on the palm of his hand, he took the broom and duster away from me,

"Romeo- son, would you come here for a second?" Roman called out, he turned to the sound of the little padded noises, Romeo had been smart by putting on his socks and shoes,

"Yes dad?" Romeo looked to the floor with a frown, he felt conviction.

"You made this mess- did you not," it wasn't a question,

"Yes sir" awe, its so hard to stay mad at this kid. He is so much like his dad however. He has a bad anger problem, and I just realized this after Roman and Damen were gone. Romeo was volatile,

"Clean it son" Romeo, nodded complying without any reluctance what so ever. I was amazed, he doesn't honor me like he does his father. I am impressed with his patience, and the way he handled the situation without violence, as his father done to him.

"Do you know why I am asking this of you son?" he sounded content while he spoke, yet stern as well.

"Because I should take responsibility for my actions, since I was the one who acted out irrational, by intentionally breaking the vase with Tulips- its not fair that mom picks up my mess" Romeo figured,

Roman turned to me and smiled, "Precisely" he looked down to his son with astonishment. For a three year old kid- he has very good perception. Roman then told Romeo to watch a movie- so me and him can have a big discussion. Romeo smiled and nodded, then proceeded the sweeping.

My heart was racing, the way his voice gave me tingles all over, god! But I devoid all emotion. Put on my mask, firm and impassive. I cant chase him, even though he is utterly tempting. I feel nervous, and conflicted, I want to hate him, I really do. Because he is cold hearted toward me still. And the way he said that he didn't want to rekindle what we shared. Now that I think about it, what we shared wasn't nearly as euphoric as Damen's and my relationship. But I cant shake off the fiery passion I felt the first time Roman and I had a sexual encounter, it was so intense and passionate that I ended up falling for him. It was supposed to be nothing, i gave him a dream date- more like dream bed buddy date with Drina- Who knows what it was, but if it was all apart of an evil plan to ruin Damen's and my relationship, then he sure succeeded. I sometimes start to wonder if the whole thing was an conspiracy. I could never be so sure.

We sat in the study, or you can call it the lounge/ office. He locked the door, and turned on the lamp, which was dim, I sat down in the seat in front of the desk, as if I were the client, and he was the agent.

I avoided his gaze as he sat down in the arm chair, he seemed somewhat annoyed with something about me. I could give a rats ass.

He suddenly cleared his throat, I put on my poker face, and faced him with my callous attitude. Impassive,

He winced, eyeing me curiously,

"On my visit, I made a couple of stops- first one however was Haven,"

"Verdict?" I said dryly,

He grinned, attempting to rouse emotion in me, which was done in vain,

"She told me that your aunt married and has two year old twins, one boy and one girls-" I gasped, then sigh with relief knowing my sudden departure hadn't ruined her completely, he continued, "Haven said that your aunt went crazy looking for you, that her suspicions of you and Damen running away together, and also figured that you were pregnant- GO FIGURE" I'm sensing sarcasm, "I went by your aunts place, and she somehow figured I was there for you-" you didn't! tell me you didn't tell her everything! I cringed, he noticed my distress,

"Relax Luv, no worries- she understands completely, and expects us to go over sometime, so she can see her great nephew- and sends her regards, she misses you more than you know" I nodded, taking this information in.

"Thank you- I suppose I can go back home then. I have more than enough money to buy a house in the old neighborhood." I feel a little happier now,

He nodded, "Any thing for the boy-" he said, I began to get up and exit the room when he said,

"Leaving so soon- have a seat with me Luv- to catch up"

"The only things you missed while you were away- was your sons bad temper flaring at me"

He looked at me amused for a second, then began to size me up, "My genes, my temper I suppose" he smiled, "And Damen? I noticed he hasn't popped in like the usual." its true, Damen was always popping up when ever we were alone. I miss him.

"He's out of town," I said, I was reading into Roman, realizing that he was with Haven while he was gone. He also knew about Damen and I sleeping with one another the night of the proposal. He was with Haven. It did hurt a little, though my world is just a mess to begin with. He thinks I'm still with Damen, good!

"Well I guess I better go and tend to the little prince-" I was annoyed, I got up and walked to the door briskly, when I felt warm arms wrap around my waist, don't give in, be strong, ignore the sensation his touch brings you,

"What's different about you?" he breathed down my neck,

"What are you doing?" I hissed, he was not taking that,

"You want my body just as much as I want your body"

"Don't flatter your self" I huffed, I am not his little toy. I hate that I was wearing a sundress, he snaked his hand up my thigh, and between my legs,

"I'm not your little toy Roman! And just for references- I feel nothing for you any more!" I said broodingly,

"I'm not taking no for an answer-" he purred,

"I'm not surprised" I said dryly, he was taken back my conduct, he began to undo his pants, as I rolled my eyes,

"I know you want this- you wanted this since the first day I came back into your life" he lead me to the couch,

I chuckled humorlessly, "I was foolish back then-" anger mixed in with lust flashed in his eyes, and he crashed his lips into mine. Yes, we did it on the lounging couch.

"What would Damen say about you carrying my child again?" I chuckled,

"I'm on the pill. Which thank god, considering you gave me no choice in the matter!" I hissed, and stormed out of there in an outrage. Who does he think he is?

Roman's (POV)

It's been two whole weeks since I came back and Ever has been avoiding me more. She refuses to come out of her room, she only comes out for Romeo, to cook and clean our messes. She doesn't even smile. I couldn't fail to notice she has no ring on that special ring finger of hers anymore. I tried to probe into her mind, and found it more difficult than I could even imagine.

every time I mention her aunt Sabine, she gets guarded and says,

"I don't think its a good idea - Romeo looks more mature than an average toddler and is way advanced than a fifth grader! How will I explain this to Sabine without causing suspicion- going back isn't such a good idea- since Romeo wont be able to go to regular school like the other kids, it will be harder for me to keep our true identity under wraps so just drop it already- please"

So I just reply, "As you wish madam"

Every time I bring up Damen, don't even get me started on that. She gives me no slack, we have no connection- which by the way is my fault, because I was really harsh with her before I left the first time, and the second time, I didn't even let her in at all.

These days have been extremely lonely, and I have no way to persuade my self into trying to seduce to Ever again, I suppose fear of rejection, so to ease my loneliness I've decided to invite Haven over. For references, I don't think Ever should mind.

So I did.

When Haven arrived, she was excited that I wanted her to meet my boy, Ever was locked away in her room like always. Romeo didn't seem too fond of her. When I introduced him to her he said,

"You know my dad loves my mom right- and your just a momentary relief for his loneliness!" he glared at Haven and she turned red, anxious, humiliated even. But I told her to get to my room, that way I could have a little talk to my son.

And here we go, "Romeo- why did you say that to mommy's and Daddy's friend?" he crossed his arms over his chest and huffed,

"Cut the crap dad! We both know she most certainly isn't mom's friend- and you- don't even get me started! You are so blind and ignorant of moms feelings for you, it scares me! You cant even recognize love when its in front you! I refuse to pretend any more- not for you dad, and surely not for HAVEN'S sake neither!" I was baffled. He stormed to his room and slammed the door shut. As soon as I heard the door slam I realized it was a mistake to bring her here, when I started to hear Ever's voice-

"What are you doing here? And how did you find me?" Ever said brusquely,

"I'm here for Roman, he wanted me to meet his son- and to spend some quality time with me"

"He's my son too! Did he even regard me in the matter? Or what? I don't deserve to voice my opinion in the matter!" oh shit! Ever is pissed, and I hear them both filling the atmosphere with negative tension, most of it from Ever this time. god! i screwed this up! what the hell was i thinking? my son has more insight than me! the little bugger was right. now i hope Ever doesn't read too much into this!