Fools Fall

1- Sam

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⚠️Warning ⚠️
This book contains sex scenes, mature language (a lot), anger issues, physical violence, drug use, But also a lot of gay shit ;) proceed with caution!

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Xoxo Bert

Sam

I grabbed my boyfriend's arm and drew him closer to me. "You know what this makes me think of?" I asked him with a broad grin.

"What's that?" Noah questioned, reaching up for the loaf of bread and placed it in the cart. It was the beginning of October, Noah had been living in his apartment since July. An apartment that was an hour away from me... but long distance was going smoothly so far. Noah started college two months ago, which he told me was "really fucking difficult and stupid, but I have an amazing tutor that was just a FaceTime away" (I was his tutor, if you hadn't guessed).

It was the weekend and I had driven up (what should've taken one hour, but ended up taking an hour and forty minutes due to traffic) to come visit my sexy boyfriend and we were out grocery shopping. Which was really hot watching Noah grab the items he needed. Sometimes when he reached for the top shelf, his t-shirt would ride up a bit so I could see his tan, smooth skin. Other times, when Noah squatted down, he briefs would stick out from his grey joggers. Mmm.

If I was being completely honest, it turned me on, I couldn't wait till we got to his apartment. Okay, maybe I was a little extra horny that day, but it was my first time seeing Noah in two weeks and I was deprived. Sure, we had our... fun FaceTimes (if you know what I mean, wink, wink), but it wasn't the same.

But, Noah had seemed a little nervous that day. He was acting a little fidgety and... I don't know, unsure of himself, I guess. But, he was in a good mood, so maybe he was just excited-nervous to see me because it had been a while. Still, I decided I was going to ask him about in the car.

I explained to Noah that going grocery shopping with him, "Makes me think of when we're older and we live together and have a family of our own and our kids, James and Madison, are in school and we have to go grocery shopping for them, and-"

"Oh my God, please stop," Noah laughed, cutting me off. Noah had been way less angry ever since his dad died about five months ago. His father was very abusive to Noah, and though Noah cared for him (I swore Noah had some form of Stockholm syndrome from his dad), Noah had been way better, mentally.

"What?" I pouted.

"First off; James and Madison? You actually think about shit like this?" Noah asked as we moved down the next aisle. There was a mom with her daughter who didn't look a day over ten, searching the shelves then gragged the family sized bag of Lay's Chips.

Daily; I thought about mine and Noah's future together on a daily basis. "Of course I do! You don't like those names?" I asked Noah, giving him my green, puppy dog eyes.