Meeting A Bad Boy

Chapter 11- Trent's Point of View.

Edited 05-07-2020.

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Chapter 11- (Trent's Point of View)

I watched Erik leave and closed the door with a sigh. I suppose I would miss him. Heck, I usually did. It freaked me out sometimes; I never wanted to get close to someone like this. It just did not fit in with my life. But I couldn't help it. When I saw Erik sitting in that Café, I felt like I needed to know him. Which was ridiculous, right? I have never been drawn to someone like I am to Erik.

Then there's Paige...God she was adorable; and she looked like her dad in so many ways sometimes. She cracked me up. The fact that Erik was such a good dad was one of the reasons I was drawn to him.

This is another thing that freaked me out. Aren't I too young and wild to be interested in someone who was already a dad, and had been one for almost 5 years? I owned a bar for crissakes!

But it felt so right being with him. I forgot all the stress of owning a bar, of having a fucked-up family, wanting to be further in life- when I was with him. Hopefully, he felt it too. Although, considering last night, I'm sure he did I thought with a smile. I've slept with other men...but with Erik it wasn't just fucking, or sex. I don't know if it was making love- but it was more than sex.

I walked through my house to my bathroom, to get ready for work. I usually had to work because I didn't want to waste money hiring someone else, when I was usually free. Now that Erik was in my life, hopefully for a long time, maybe I would cut back on hours.

Maybe.

I took a quick shower and got dressed before driving down to the bar my father used to own before he died. The old man was never really hands on, but he tried- and eventually I figured out that that's all that counted. I was lucky compared to others. My brothers never got that, and still did not. But I had been forced to grow up sooner, being the oldest of 3. I walked in and saw Tristan, my best friend and bartender, working and serving a couple guys who always came in around this time. I walked behind the bar and put my wallet and keys away before he noticed me.

He winked at me and smiled "Hey hot stuff."

I laughed and shook my head, Tristan had been around since I was a kid and was 100% gay, which we always thought was funny. I had discovered my sexuality first, and he had struggled for a bit before accepting it.

"Nothing stud muffin." I replied.

He glared playfully "It's just stud to you, mister."

We both laughed and he prepared another drink before leaning against the counter and crossing his arms "So, another hot date last night?"

I nodded and copied his pose "Yeah, Erik again."

"So, you really like this guy huh?"

I didn't even have to think about it before I smiled and nodded "Yeah, I think I really do. It's weird, but a good weird."

He shook his head "Never thought I'd see the day." And he smiled.

I laughed "Whatever man. You're just jealous I can get some."

"Ohhh puhlease." He laughed "You said he had a kid, right?"

"Yeah, he has a daughter named Paige. She's four."

"Wow. So how does that happen when you're supposedly gay?"

I grinned "Oh he's gay. But it is a long story, and not really mine to tell. It's rough though, I'll tell you that."

He nodded again "So you think you guys will get serious?"

I shrugged before uncrossing my arms and walking over to his side to grab some water "I don't know, maybe. I just know it's different with this guy."