Chapter 109 - Adults

Shiwoo pulled into the parking lot of our building and turned the car off and we sat in silence for a few seconds before I opened my door and left.

He too opened his door and assisted me with carrying the sleeping kids to our apartment.

It was not his first time here, but it was his first time inside so I had to show him the way to their room.

He placed Adrian on his bed and I placed Adriel on hers, kissing them on the forehead before turning the lights off and left.

"Thank you for driving us home. How are you going to get back?" I asked as I walked towards the kitchen with him behind me.

"I actually was thinking of calling a driver, but then I remembered that it was a weekend so taxi I guess." he shrugged as I handed him a bottle of water.

"Oh well it's late so I guess you should go no." I said as I took a sip of my water, but he didn't budge.

"Yeah. I guess I should," we stood there staring at each other for a while and I knew he had somethings more to say so I kept quiet, "look Tally about today, I'm really really sorry. I should have said something to my mom and I shouldn't have made such a remark with out thinking. You don't have to forgive me, but I will talk to my mother and straighten her out. I cant give you another reason to hate me.

I sighed as I placed my drink on the counter, "look Shiwoo, I don't hate you. You might rile me up and I want to kill you yes, but I don't hate you."

He looked me deep in the eyes as I shrugged and brushed past him and went to sat on the couch taking my heals off.

He came and sat on the couch as well keeping his distance and I decided that while he was here why not just ask him a few questions, "so what's your favorite color?"

"Huh?" he asked shocked by my sudden question and I chuckled, "that was random, but I don't really have a favorite color. How about you?" I gestured to my dress and he , "blue. It suits you."

"Next question. When you were a kid, what did you want to be?"

He seemed to have been thinking long and hard about it so I just gave him time staring at his face as he thought, the twins did that same face, "I'm not sure. What does a boy who had everything growing up possibly wanted as a child? Maybe that my dad would love me and I would get more attention, I don't know. I am an only child who grew up by my self. I went to private schools in Russia where I was taught English and how to run the business, but I was never really happy. My parents had a lot of expectations from me, like marrying Harin, taking over the business you know. Things I never really wanted to do. So I rebelled and came to Korea and starting rapping under ground illegally and I am glad that I did for I wouldn't have met you."

My eyes never left his face as he spoke and I could see every emotion display across his forehead and I wanted nothing more than to smooth out the creases, but I didn't.

"So what about you? What did little Miss Atalia wanted to be when she was younger?"

I too taught long and hard about it before falling into a trance as I spoke, " well I wanted to be many things. I never really stuck to one dream for very long and my mom would often yell at me saying that I wasn't Barbie and I couldn't do it all. My goals ranged from wanting to be a teacher to wanting to travel out of space. My dad wanted me to be a lawyer and so did my mom so I just took the scholarship and went with it. It's not so bad and I actually do like it, but sometimes I wonder what if I had chosen a different path, would I be happier or would I be miserable?"

He nodded as I finished talking and I lifted my feet off the ground and onto the couch.

He hesitated a while before he mustered up the courage to bring my feet onto his lap and I smiled.

"Your family," he said as he lightly and gently caressed my feet, "I have never really asked about them. Would you tell me about them?"

I chuckled a little realizing that this was the longest and most decent conversation we had ever had since we met.

It's like we were finally acting like adults and I liked that. 

"Well I have two older brothers a half older sister and a younger sister. My oldest brother is 10 years older, my older is three years and my sister is older 14 years older and my younger sister is 5 years younger. Growing up me and my brother of the 3 year gap were the best of friends until he went to highschool so I was left alone for a few years because I didn't like my little sister that much for I was nine and she was 4 so not much to work with there plus she took my spot as the baby, but then one day I realized  when she was older that she wasn't that bad and since then we became best friends. We were known as Atalia and Abigail and the girls in the community didn't like us because we didn't want to be their friends because we had each other. It was hard for me to leave her for she was my only friend and she was still a teenager and I wasn't there to guide her through the confusing times of high school. She was 13 when I left. I still feel guilty sometimes, but she is an adult now so she is fine. Oh I also have two nieces and a nephew who I haven't seen in so long. My dad and I were besties ever since I was little, but me and my mom didn't really get along."

I was on a rant and if this was back home some one would have told me to shut up by now, but he didn't.

I still felt a little bad though for I have never had somebody focus on what I was saying, especially not my parents so I just stopped talking immediately.

"Why did you stop?" he asked raising a brow.

I hung my head suddenly feeling embarrassed, "I'm sorry to have been ranting so much and to have been talking so fast. People usually don't listen to me when I talk. I am practically the middle child."

"Well I love listening to you talk. I love the way your eyes light up when you are talking about something you love and I love watching you rant. It gives me life so, go on." he said nodding his head in encourage ment so I did went on.

"Well umm okay. I'll just talk more about myself then. I was born on August 2, 1992 and my birth was quite risky for my mom for I didn't come out head way like other babies for my feet came first. I was a fast learner and talker and I talked all the time so I would often hear the words "uh chat too much"-(you talk too much) or "shut up" so I became silent for the most part of basic, primary, highschool and even college. I grew up in the church where I was loved by the adults, but hated by the kids. I used to be involved in everything and I would love it, but then I started to get shy when people would talk about me saying that I was like salt for I was in everything. My primary school days were hell for I was bullied all the way through the first grade by older kids, but I didn't tell anybody. I should have though for I had older cousins and my older by 3 years so all the bullying stopped when he fought them all. The rest of my years were fine for the most part with kids being kids and me being quiet. I did have friends through, but none were true. I didn't have a good track record with friends ever since basic school and now you can see through college. At my primary school I was known as my  brother's little sister and on the road my oldest brother's little sister. I was the forgotten sibling to be honest , but I didn't mind for by the time I was 12 I had become self conscious and insecure for I had grown up chubby. I was the valedictorian at my primary school then  I went to an all girls high school and it was hell. I still didn't have luck with friends and in the 10th grade I had boyfriends a few months apart an both of them dated one of my friends in secret so yeah. I hated boys and I hated very one so once again I only had my sister and my self. There is a lot more, but that's a  story for another time I guess. It's getting late and I've already over shared."

"You promise that their will be a next time?" he asked looking hopeful and I nodded my head yes.

He smiled and so did I and we were silently staring at each others lips.

I got off the couch and I made my way over to him and sat on his lap straddling him.

"What are you doing?" he asked as his hands found its way to my ass.

I ignored his question as I dipped my head lower heading to wards his lips, but froze for a second.

"Tally" he said sounding strained and I crashed my lips onto his as he cupped my ass with one hand as his other snaked it's way up my back to grip my neck back.

My lips moved swiftly in synch with his as I moved my hips back and forth grinding on him and as he let out a soft moan, "Tally~"

"Kiss me" I moaned as I kissed him even harder feeling desperate for a release.

I haven't been this close to a man since him and I had years worth of built up aggression and stress.

He held onto my waist slowly me doing as we moved together in controlled movements. It felt so good.

He flipped us over and after a few more minutes and he was now on top and he kissed me down on my neck sucking my skin. 

I moaned in pleasure and wrapped my legs tighter around his waist and my dress rode up exposing my thighs to the cold wind.

I traced my hands down his chest down to his crotch running my hands across his hard dick for while until I tried to unbuckle his belt but then he stopped me.

"Wait Tally no. Let's not do this."

"Why not?" I asked through pants and he unhooked my legs and sat on the couch beside me his pants matching mine.

"Let's not do it like this. I want you to give your self to me in a matter of confidence not vulnerability. I want to first work on my self to be a better dad to the twins and to be better, I don't know boy friend, friend co parent? Whatever you think of me as. I do love you Tally and I want to make things right."

He was right.

Neither of us were in the head space to give our selves to each other right now, "Okay. You're right and I too need to work on my self so let's rain check. Take the car home tonight and you can drop off in the morning."

He nodded his head leaving the couch and he fixed his clothes and hair before holding my cheeks in his arms and planted a sweet kiss on my forehead, "I'll see you tomorrow. Get some rest."

He took my car keys and waved back at me before grabbing his shoes and left.

I sighed as I pulled off my dress and hopped into the shower desperately needing a cold shower.

I went to bed smiling that night with remembering what he said.

He was working on being better man and I should be working on my dirty ways.

We were finally acting like adults and it was truly a good look on us.