Page 85 of Lyric Squared
“I don’t understand the question.”
“We’ve established what I want. What is it that you want?”
“I want you, Keanu, and whatever that entails.”
“Done.”
“I want your home to become mine. I’ve been considering a home higher in The Hills, but you’re already there. Within the next few months, I’d love to transition. But I want to keep my home. Sometimes, I require space and sometimes, I’m sure you’ll require space. That’s where we’ll take the space and time we need.”
“Done.”
“I want children, and I don’t want to wait to have them. I’ve known you all my life. I wouldn’t call it rushing things.”
“You don’t want me to yourself first?” He chuckled.
“Ever is four up on me. I have to try to start playing catch up, at least.”
“You trying to have that many, Lyric?” He slouched in his seat and stared at me. His eyes were so demanding.
“Have you seen the way you cum, Keanu? I don’t think you give me much of an option.”
“I guess not, huh?”
“Not really. I mean, I’m not against birth control, either, but I’d like to cap it at two if we can. I’m not equipped to handle so many at once.”
“Two is ideal,” he agreed. “But what if there’s more?”
“Then, I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it. I’m sure my mom would love to have a squad of me and Luca’s kids stomping through her center. Leave it up to him and Ever, and she’ll never go out of business. The man wants a football team.”
“And it seems as if Ever is willing to give it to him, too.”
“She is. She’s willing to give Luca anything that he wants. I love that for my brother. He chose the perfect mate.”
“He did.”
“I’d do the same for you,” I admitted. “Whatever you want… if it’s in my power, it’s yours.”
“There’s not a doubt in my mind that you wouldn’t. That’s how I know I chose the perfect mate.”
I could feel the slits in the corners of my mouth form as my smile did. My cheeks nearly reached my eyelids as I stretched my face beyond its limits. Keanu was just far too perfect, and I couldn't believe he was finally mine. Tears welled in my eyes. Finally, Ever’s words made perfect sense. Happiness had a way of spilling from your eyes.
“You’d better not cry.”
“Happy tears, Keanu. Happy tears,” I told him as I swiped them from my face. “I’m just so emotional these days.”
“It’s all good, baby girl. What else?”
“I want a new car, one that you’ve purchased. I want to feel good behind the wheel knowing my man copped it.”
“Like you do behind the wheel of the vehicles your brothers be copping you?” he toyed.
“Even better. I’m going to feel even better than that.”
“You know what you want?”
“No. Not yet. I’ll know soon, though. I have my eyes on a few.”
“Done, then. Whenever you decide, just let me know and it’s yours.”
