Rent a christian boyfriend

He was so cautious

4am.

That's the time, Eric and I left the beach. I couldn't wait to hit my comfortable bed honestly. I was tired and worn out and my dress was wet. Eric had mischievously held me bridal Style only to have us both landing in the cold sea water. I told him, I was mad and wouldn't be forgiving him anytime soon but I'm about twenty minutes our lips were sealed together and our bodies entwined in every imaginable way. It was beyond bliss, every moment with Eric was always blissful.

When we got home, I saw both of my parents cars already parked. They were clearly home, I was twenty-five anyways and this is my life.

Eric's I don't care attitude was rubbing on me.

We quietly walked up the stairs careful not to make any noise. Now fluttering my eyes, everything was still a blur and I could hear my mom knocking. I panicked, thinking Eric was here but looking around he wasn't and I was dressed in his white dress shirt, reaching my knees. I had a blanket covering me with warmth. He had clearly done that.

My heart warmed up at the thought.

"Leona?" My mom spoke again so I quickly went to open the door, it wasn't even locked. She got inside and gently closed the door. She stared at me with eyes wide opened and questioning. I looked at what she was looking at and it was these damn hickeys, Eric gave me at the beach.

"Morning mom." I said awkwardly putting my hands on my neck. She just stared at me before going to sit on my bed.

"Leona are you having s*x?"

This had been the most embarrassing thing I had ever experienced. This was my mother for fucksake. She still saw me as the little infant she had given birth to many years ago. She couldn't fathom me growing up.

"Kind of." I decided not to lie. Going to beside her. Eric's shirt made it more obvious.

"But Leona?" She protested.

"Mom, I'm not a little girl anymore. This isn't the 70s or 80s. People have s*x when they're in a relationship. I'm Twenty-five mom, Eric and I know what we're doing." I explained calmly but she continued to stare at me in disbelief.

"Leona you're a child of God. You're not just anyone. Ofcourse times have changed but the Bible says these are the very last days. Things like these will be happening." She sighed. "I thought we raised you well."

My mom was disappointed and I felt sad.

"I'm sorry mom." I muttered.

"This just confirms my dream that I had a couple of days ago. I even spoke to your father about it." She said sadly. "You were pregnant Leona, you were a single parent."

The first time I was well kind of happy about but the second part just sounded so much like Eric and I believed it.

"It's just a dream mom." I spoke sincerely.

"Yes but you know how my dreams always come true."

It was true, my mom's dreams for as long as I could remember they always came true. She had a gift. This scared me to death, Eric had talked about how he absolutely would not and would never have kids.

"I understand you're grown up. You're in a relationship and this is your life but please Lee just at-least be careful that's all I ask." She said a small smile tucked on her lips. I was happy she wasn't all that angry.

"Just don't tell dad, he would throw Eric out with immediate effect."

This had us laughing.

"Your father actually told me that, he thinks you're both having s*x because you were just too comfortable with each other and the way he held you and the body language. I just didn't believe it." She chuckled.

I facepalmed.

"This is so embarrassing so dad knows?" I asked.

"He did psychology as one of his majors." My mom replied.

"Wow, I'm going to stay in my room forever." I chuckled as she laughed.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door and I knew it was Eric.

"Well don't wait too long to come downstairs for breakfast." She said heading out and I nodded. Eric was already dressed and looking handsome as always, my mom was right... I was a heavy sleeper. What time was it anyways..?

"You're up early like nothing happened yesterday?" I said to Eric but he simply shrugged.

"Yeah had to run to the drugstore." He said softly giving me a kiss on my temple, it was soft and genuine.

"Why, Are you sick?" I said immediately feeling worried.

"No, just had to get you the morning pill." He said and I was well kind of relieved after what my mom had said. I didn't feel any baby fever anymore. Eric seemed like the type to bounce on it and disappear off the face of the earth.

"Thanks." I said as I took the small pack that only had two pills. He had just pulled it out from his back pocket.

"Sure." He said awkwardly.

"What if I'm already pregnant?" I questioned.

"You can't be." He said curtly. "Just take the pill because I really wouldn't like to take the next step."

"What's the next step?" I questioned.

"Abortion what else?." He said emotionlessly.

"Keeping it.." I said as a whisper.

"You're really funny Leo, you would really want to have a child with me of all people. You deserve better don't settle for this." He let out a laugh. That really hurt because he had no idea, how I didn't care about a lot of things. To me he was absolutely perfect. I loved him the way he is. I just... as of now I couldn't imagine how my life would be without him in it.

"Our child would be really cute anyways." I decided to say just to get a reaction from him.

"Stop. That's disturbing."

"What's disturbing?" I asked.

"The thought of having a f*****g child. No thank you now drink up. It works within 48 hours so no Leona, you're not pregnant and I won't be making you pregnant." He said firmly. I felt hurt.

What was wrong with me? Since when did I want a child?

When I was done, I stood up and headed for my bathroom but I was pulled back into his arms. His cologne was strong, I absolutely loved it.

"Are you mad at me?" He asked nuzzling his head on my neck, it was ticklish.

"No." I replied trying not to laugh as he traced on my tattoo right below.

"You're mad at me." He added, I could feel the hint of playfulness in his voice.

"I'm not mad at you." I whined trying to pull away but he was much stronger and I didn't want him to let go. I only pulled away because I wanted him to pull me back.

Suddenly his phone rang as soon as as he looked at the caller ID, his demeanor changed. He tended and easily let me go.

"I will see you downstairs." He said softly before leaving my room. He didn't intend to answer it in front of me. I knew he wouldn't. I just wondered how long it would take to for him to fully trust me and tell me everything. That's all I wanted, to be able to help him wherever I could, if only he would allow me.

If only.