Falling For My Exchange Brother | B... - Chapter 53: Chapter 53

***Dylan***
Two days...
Two days of being around him and having to wait to have sex with him... I kind of find myself pathetic in a way.
"What do you want for lunch?" He asked me, having me look at the clock as I saw it was noon.
"I don't know..."
"Well, what about that Hawaiian pizza you talked about a week...was it a week? Yeah, a week ago. I want to try that."
I raise my eyebrows, watching as he sat beside me and smirked. Looking away I find myself silent, not sure what to do or say to him. Considering what he told me yesterday, I have to almost hide what I'm feeling. If there's anything at all...
"You can get it..."
"I can't drive."
"Yes you can."
He smiled, standing as he extended his hand to me.
"Then let me take you to Pizza Hut. I'm...I'm not really sure where it is but I'm sure you'll show me the way."
"Why? Why are you being so nice?"
He glares at me, taking my hand as he pulls me up. Looking down at me with a soft expression and I wondered if there was something hidden behind his expression.
"I can't be nice to mon lion? You are very confusing."
"I'm confusing?! Considering what we've...done, then you don't want to do it until we're in Utah... You're confusing!"
"Oh mon lion." He groaned, having me feel his other hand grip my waist. His hand bringing my arm up and is standing like we were going to dance." Sometimes, your teenage ways show. You have yet to lose the mentality of a seventeen year old. That is understandable, I am of a greater age than you. Only sixteen years older, but that doesn't matter. What does matter is that you must mature. Or, I might lose interest."
I glare at him, but he just smiles and he begins to dance. My feet just stepping like I was walking. Following him as he had his eyes closed and was humming something. Not sure what the hell it was, but it sounded like something I'd listen to.
"What are you singing?"
"Dernière Danse." ( Last Dance ) He purred, letting go of my hand as he continued to move around the coffee table. Having me watch the way his feet moved and he kept his eyes on me.
"Can you sing? Because if you can, I would like to hear it." I ask, and he grins at me.
"Of course. Comes in handy to be able to sing when you have kids." He stopped moving, leaning against the wall far from me. His eyes closing and I watched him frown.
But I wasn't going to say anything in fear of him not singing for me.
...
"Raph-?"
"Ô ma douce souffrance
Pourquoi s'acharner tu recommences
Je ne suis qu'un être sans importance
Sans lui je suis un peu paro'
Je déambule seule dans le métro
Une dernière danse
Pour oublier ma peine immense
Je veux m'enfuir que tout recommence
Oh ma douce souffrance."
( Oh my sweet torment,
No point in fighting, you start again
I'm just a worthless being
Without him I'm a bit troubled
I wander around alone on the subway
A last dance
To forget my great misery
I want to get away, everything to start again,
Oh my sweet torment )
I grin at him, intrigued by his low and sweet voice. Feeling my heart beat a little faster when his eyes opened and rested on me.
"Je remue le ciel le jour, la nuit
Je danse avec le vent la pluie
Un peu d'amour, un brin de miel
Et je danse, danse, danse, danse, danse, danse
Et dans le bruit, je cours et j'ai peur
Est ce mon tour ?
Vient la douleur
Dans tout Paris, je m'abandonne
Et je m'envole, vole, vole, vole, vole."
( I stir the sky, the day, the night
I dance with the wind, the rain
A bit of love, a drop of honey
And I dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance
And in the noise, I run and I'm afraid
Is this my turn?
Here comes the pain
In all of Paris, I abandon myself
And away I fly, fly, fly, fly )
He sighed, walking away from the wall as he came towards me. But I was most definitely enthralled by his singing voice and the beautiful song.
"Now, for that pizza."
"That's it?"
"No. There's more. But I'm starving."
I just look at him, watching as he yawned and looked off. But I wanted to hear him sing more. His singing was very captivating to me and I desired to hear more...
"Stop staring at me, it's very distracting." He demands, and I smile as I walk to the counter. Grabbing my keys as I handed them to him.
"Sorry. You're just very distracting. That song hit me deep."
"Like how I hit you deep yesterday?" He moaned, making me blush." Can't wait to do that again."
I shake my head, wondering how he can get so cocky like that out of nowhere.
"What you said was dirty. I was being very clean and innocent with my comment on your singing. You brought it to a whole other level."
"Worth it!" He sung, grabbing hold my hand and smirking." Sometimes mon lion, I question what our lives are meant to truly do. What are we meant to do and who are we destined with? What does the world want? What do people want from me? Can I give them my all? No, I cannot. It's questions like that that keep me going because life is full of constant questions."
I nod, shrugging as I haven't really thought into that depth yet.
"I haven't really thought of it like that. I'm just trying to live my life."
"You as well as I. You're just getting started and mine is slowly diminishing. My worth is lowering in people's eyes because of my age, but that's what others think. In France, I'm something of an idol. I keep up with the latest fashion trends and gotta stay up late."
"Isn't that too much?"
We enter the Ferrari, Raphael looking around the inside in amusement.
"Sometimes. But I keep going because I'm only getting older. I don't want to die and not have anything in honor of myself."
I face forward, watching him try to master and get used to driving on the left side. His eyebrows furrowing but he ended backing up and smirking when he got on the road. Looking at me, I smile and he chuckles.
"You're very cute." He compliments, and I shake my head.
"Cute is for puppies or kittens." I state, and he frowns.
"But you're mon lion. Mon petit côte de lion." ( My little lion cub ) He purred, smirking when I shake my head." Besides, What would you like me to call you instead of cute?"
I cock my head, wondering what I do want him to call me. Cute is not it...but then I've had women call me sexy and it didn't really do much for me. It was a compliment in its self but I didn't really feel anything...
"Sexy... I want you to call me sexy." I muse, and I look at him. Seeing him chuckle as he shrugs.
"Mon lion, you are sexy." He moaned, and I felt my heart beat faster." Le sexy qui me tient à la perfection et le sexy qui me fait sourire. Oui, tu es sexy." ( The sexy that holds onto me perfectly and the sexy that has me smiling. Yes, you're sexy. ) He smirked, and I felt a chill go down my spine.
Now I felt something when he said that. Someone knows how to use their words.
"That's better." I say, and he laughs.
"I still think cute's better."
"No." I whine, and he smiles.
"I think sexy fits me better."
I nod, biting my lip as I look out the window. Considering I admitted that sexy fitted him better, it was saying something.
"You're so cute." He chuckled, and that's when I avoided looking at him. Because I knew my face was red as a tomato and I didn't want him to see my embarrassment.
William
I'm scared.
I hold Arthur's hand as he stares at the women that were presented to us. For us to choose a carrier/surrogate to hold our baby. But in the process, it'll be her child as well...
"I don't like any of them." I hiss, turning away as I look at him. Watching as he shook his head so I was guessing he was agreeing.
"Yes, I don't exactly favor them. But who'll hold our baby? We need an egg, you do realize we're men."
"Yeah! But," I pulled him closer to me so that only he could hear me," They're only here for selfish reasons. I don't want to give a women our sperm because she's here for selfish reasons."
Arthur rolls his eyes, nodding as he turned away and walked to the doctor.
"I think we have made a decision."
I frown, and he winks at me as he pulls out his phone. Seeing him get Talias contact number and I gasped.
"No!"
"It's either her or Bella. Talia said she'd hold our child and not to mention she's our friend. There won't be any bad motives and-."
"You never ran this by me."
"I didn't?" He chuckled, biting his lip like that would make me forget what he just said. I never even took her into consideration because she's...my friend. She's also dating Bella and you'd think they wouldn't want to be okay with that. But I wouldn't know because I haven't asked...
I'm just confused on why he did. I knew nothing about it and it's got me in my feelings because why her of all people?
"Don't put thoughts into your head mon amour, I asked because we're friends. I even talked to Bella about it and I was going to tell you when we came farther along in the process. But now that we're here...I'd like you to take it into consideration."
I just look at him. Watching him look a little nervous but I could see where he was coming from...and when I think about it more it seems perfect!
Talia is our friend and she won't be crazy and order for money - at least I think. Not only that but we can watch her constantly and I don't have to worry about our baby's safety...
"Okay. I like that idea." I agree, making him nod as he begins to dial her number. But I find myself taking his phone, wanting to talk to her instead. Looking at him as I nod and when she answers I smirk." So I hear you are down to hold Arthur's and my baby?"