Chapter 73 Defining Moments

There are times in your life when you know that the next step you make is going to be a defining moment. A moment that shall shape the man you are and the man that you shall become. You need to make those decisions that fate does not make for you, for fate plays a rather dirty hand. And let us not forget that Karma is a bitch.
So as this phone is lighting up and vibrating nearly off the table, I know what I do next shall be one of those moments. If I do not answer, then I am surely just waiting for fate to hand me whatever it finds that Karma can come to bite me in the ass with.
All bullshit aside.
Fear tucked in my pants.
One nervous fucking mess.
It is time to pick this phone up and be the destiny of what I am supposed to become.
"Trinity."
Ya, I wish. It is fucking Vic.
"I was expecting Trinity; why are you phoning me?"
"Trinity has run off; I cannot find her."
And that is my world tumbling out of control, Karma is truly a fucking bitch, and she has just hit me with an even greater broken heart than I had before.
So I only but grunt and snap at Vic, "What do you mean you cannot find your daughter?"
His panicked voice comes through as nothing but a mumble, "You know how the girl is. She is always disappearing off to somewhere."
"Yes, it is because I am not fucking there. If your ass were not so full of shit, then I would be with her now."
"Watch your tone with me, Colton."
"The last time I checked, you are not my boss anymore; I will damn well speak to you how I will. Now how long ago has she disappeared?"
He clears his throat, and then hesitantly, he speaks again, "It has been nearly an hour."
"A fucking hour. What is wrong with you? Do you have people out looking for her?"
"No,"
Well, I nearly die, yet though, "Why the fuck not?"
"That is why I am phoning you. You are the only one that knows where she will go."
"Ah," I only but smirk as I start getting ready to head out. As I get dressed, I continue to speak, "Have you finally figured out that I am good for your daughter? Or am I still "A man like me?"
"Colton," this is not the time to for this. "Are you going to help me or not?"
With that, I see a shadow move in front of me; I only but grow the biggest goddamn smile on my face, "No, Vic. I am not."
"But I thought…"
"The problem is that you don t think." Before I drop the call in his ear, with what can only be described as a tiny victory, I continue. "Don t worry about looking for Trinity; she is here with me."
And ya, with that, I drop the phone in his ear with great damn satisfaction.
Then I turn to Trinity, that is leaning against the wall. It only takes two steps, and I have her legs locked around my waist as she leaps into my arms.
"What are you doing here, princess?"
"Was that daddy?"
"Yes, I kind of put the phone down on him."
"You know he is going to fucking kill you."
"Princess, that is if I do not kill him first."
She only but chuckles at me as I pull her deeper into my arms. I can smell the scent of lily and vanilla as it attacks my senses. It knocks my breath away, and beyond my control, I press even closer to her. Her scent is beyond intoxicating; I want more of her. And as I listen, I hear her soft rapid breaths singing like music in my ear. There are tingles of pleasure running down my spine, oh how I miss this every time she leaves.
I softly moan deep in my chest; once again, it has been proven that we are destined to be with each other.
"Princess, does this mean you are staying?"
"I never left you, Colton."
"But you…"
"I ran away because I did not think that I am ready for such a big step. But then I thought about it."
I get the biggest fucking smirk on my face.
Ya, I am about an inch of a second away from getting what I want.
"The thing is," she starts, "I love you. Is marrying you the only way that we can be together?"
"Princess, your father said no."
She looks at me in shock; I hear her gasp as she tries to find the words, "But I thought, he wanted…"
"No, he was not willing to let you step up if he can have a share of what is mine."
"So, what does this mean?"
I drop my head to my feet as I find the words to tell her that not only does my life change but hers will too, depending on what she says next, "Princess, unfortunately, you are going to have to choose."
"Colton, you know that I love you."
"And princess, I love you even more than you will ever know."
"Please, can you just hold me?"
I run my hands over her waist and resting them at the small of her back, but as I find my hands trail the way, her expose skin melts by only my touch.
Then beyond what I can ever imagine, she pulls me closer to her once again. I feel seven sensations of pleasure as her long delicate fingers find their way underneath the buttons of my black designer shirt. She runs her nails over every inch of my rippled abs. That frustration has now hit an all-time high, and high is what I want to find myself in every corner of her body.
Then she softly whispers in my ear, "Can you and daddy not just sit down and talk?"
I cannot help but chuckle at her; I lean closer until my breath is lingering on the tips of her ear, "Princess, there is no reasoning with your father."
"Please, can you do it for me?"
She slowly steps away. I immediately feel the void that she leaves behind. I step one step closer to her and slowly drive that gorgeous body back into the wall. I pin her gently between my arms.
"I will, but why did you come here?"
"I wanted to come to give you my answer."
I run the edges of my lips softly against her cheek. I hear her breath hitch, and then she softly whimpers my name.
"Colton, my answer is yes."
I run my warm breath slowly over her soft cheek to her deep red velvety lips. They are but only an inch away from touching hers. Then with only one wink, they touch. I can feel her heart rate as it picks up a pace.
"Colton, did you hear me?"
I gently nudge her chin between my fingers. And if all at once, she stops breathing and everything disappears, it is her and me alone.
"Yes, princess. You have no idea how goddamn happy you have just made this man."
Slowly with each breath, with each inch of a second, I pull her deep cherry lips closer to mine. She splays her hand against my chest and lets it rest against my pounding heart. As she studies my eyes, I reflect into hers; there are so many emotions swirling around in them.
"Princess, I promise I will always protect you with my life."
Then, I claim her lips in a gentle touch, nothing but my lips resting on hers. Just before I pull away, I nibble at her bottom lip. I feel as her body trembles. Just then, she steps back and leaves my body cold. I reach out to pull her close; I want to feel the raging fire between us.
"I never want you to be away from me again."
Then she softly whispers, "I promise I will stop running away."
I pull her back into my arms; for what seems like an eternity, we just stare into each other s eyes.
She looks down at my slightly parted lips, and I know what is about to happen. We both lean into each other in slow motion, never breaking eye contact once. My heart skips a beat, and my knees get wobbly, even though I am not standing on my feet. I curl my hand around her neck and tangle the other in her long wavy hair.
Our lips brush softly against each other. Her lips are soft and delicately. They dance against me like butterfly wings. I pull away, hesitating for a moment. She felt new yet oddly familiar. Her lips seemed molded to the shape of mine. My hands curled around her so perfectly as if they were made just for her. She tastes like passion, like pure, unrestrained passion, and I want more.
Then we begin to close the gap even more than before. What begins as a small peck becomes more passionate. The rest of the world spins so fast that it becomes non-existent. I lean even further into her, and my body melts into hers. It is as if I can feel a fire blazing within me, out of control. We are completely and utterly in sync at this very moment.
Everything about her is perfect. The sheer softness of her hair as I run my hands through it. The taste of sweet cotton candy that lingers on her lips. Her breath that warms my cheek. The way she plays with the hair at the back of my head that tickles my neck.
She presses her lips against mine even harder. Lightning passes through me. I feel lost in a different universe, and she is slowly taking me away. Her cold hand creeps from my neck down my spine and pulls me closer. Her touch makes my body shiver. Her delicate, innocent kiss makes my heart flutter. Then it races. My body surrenders. I let her kiss me for as long as she wants. Every time I let go, I go back and kiss her again softly.
After what seems like being away for hours, we part and put our foreheads together. Lost in each other s presence, we stay in the moment; I take her chin in my hand, "Say it again."
"I love you."
"No, not that. Please say that you will marry me."
"Yes, and a thousand more times yes."
Just as I pull her closer to my chest, I hear a loud thud coming from the kitchen. I hear as someone come crashing through the door, yelling out my name.
What the fuck now?
"Princess, hide."