In Between Fluffy Clouds And Reality

She is like a breath of fresh air on a fluffy white cloud. That is what her naked body feels like as she lays pressed peacefully up against mine. I am not a man for soft and tender moments, but this is something I could easily get used to every day. I do sound like every part of me has gone all mushy inside, but this is how I shall feel about her for as long as I possibly can.

As I see her slowly start to stir, I cannot but help get an enormous smile on my face. If I thought I looked like a mess when I wake, her head of fuzzy hair is the cutest thing I have ever seen.

"Morning, princess."

"Hey, you."

"How did you sleep?"

"If I say like a baby, you'd want me to sleep here every night."

"Would that be such a wrong thing if you did?"

"One step at a time here, Mr. Antoni. What was it that you mumbled before I fell asleep last night?"

Damn, I was so hoping she did not hear what I said last night. I never thought that I would say it to a woman, at least not so soon anyway. My ego is far too big to admit it to her now.

"Nothing, I think I might have just kissed you goodnight."

"I think you are perhaps just a big old softy inside."

"Hahaha. I think you are bringing all the frilly girly things out this old playboy."

"Well, my frilly playboy, I need to get going soon; I need to get to the club."

"But princess, you are not surely thinking of still dancing there?"

I see a little mischievous smile play around her lips; if I thought I could get up to no good, then my princess is surely beating me at it. I do not know what she shall say next, but I know I am almost for certain not going to like it.

"Here is the thing, you know that other secret I wanted to tell you about? Well, I have decided that I am buying the club from that Queen bitch Sabrina."

"But why, princess? You can do anything you want to; why do you want to buy a strip club?"

"I guess it is like a sentimental thing to me, and I want to make sure the girls are looked after."

"Well, blow me away, just when I thought that you could not get any more perfect. In that case, my princess, I will gladly support you. In fact, I think I shall come with you if you don't mind."

"You have to come with me because I have no idea what I am doing."

"I will be here with you every step of the way. But there is a question that I need to ask you."

"Hahaha. As long as you are not proposing already."

"Hahaha. Hold on there, princess, this man has only discovered he has a heart now."

The way she is looking at me with that deep chocolatey brown eyes makes me believe that if I had the nerve, I would have done it now. But let's hold onto that thought for another time, for what I am about to ask her is almost just as big a question as that.

"Are we doing this together now?"

"Of course, we are together."

"No, my princess, what I am asking is Antoni and Devereaux going to run this together."

"Well, Mr. Antoni, I do want to be in your bed very often, so that shall be a definite yes."

"I would normally shake on a business deal, but I think we can do it in true mafia style and kiss on it."

"Mr. Antoni, if you were intending on kissing me on the cheek, then I would rather shake on it."

"Just this one time, I will make an exception for you, princess."

She punches me with all the power her little fist can, and I pull her closer into my arms.

...Tasnim POV...

The way he pulls me into his arms feels like being drawn into heaven. As our lips crush together, I feel like I am floating on air. The way his lips connect with mine is nothing but magical. His mouth is so warm; the caress of his lips feels like soft feathers against mine. I open my mouth with a low moan, and he delves deep inside. The second the tip of his tongue finds mine, my body crumbles, and he pulls me even deeper into his bare naked chest.

We are kissing each other and holding onto each other as if our lives depend on it. As our eyes find one another, there is a force so unimaginable that it draws us even closer to each other. In an instant, it is as if the world has disappeared and nothing else existed. It is only him and me. No words are spoken as no words were needed because no words could describe how we feel about each other.

And feel, I know how Carson feels about me, for his confession of love, I clearly heard loud and clear last night. I shall not say a thing until he, and even more important me, will be ready to say it again.

But there is another pressing issue we need to take care of.

"How do you feel about coming with me to my mom?"

"If I can grind Vega's ass, then you can count me in."

"Hahaha. You need to play nice with my mom's fiancé."

"Princess, I fear that after Vega hears that you are stepping up, your life will be in even more danger."

"Lucky I have you to protect me."

"I just wish I could protect you every second of every minute of the day."

"I am a big girl Mr. Antoni; I can look after myself."

"Princess, I am afraid that you do not know how ugly this world can get. I think as soon as we can, I need to show you how to handle a gun."

"Have you forgotten who my father was?"

"Hahaha. You are probably a far better shot than I am."

"Is that a challenge, Mr. Antoni?"

"You damn right that it is."

"Challenge accepted, now let us go grind Vega's ass."

...Carson POV...

After two hours of fooling around, we finally managed to keep our hands off each other long enough to get dressed and ready to leave. I cannot wait for the day I can walk around stark naked in my own place. I have not yet told Tasnim this, but I already have an agent looking around for the perfect place.

We briefly pass my father as we step outside; the fear is very clear on her face as she sees him. She still does not sit well along the same table as him. It is best that he realizes that this is happening whether he likes it or not. We have already kissed on it this morning, and it is done. We might be two fools in love, but we hopefully know what we are doing.

But what I don't know what I am doing is answering her next question

"Can I please drive?"

"Uhm...princess, this car is fast."

"Do you think I don't know how to drive Carson?"

"No...I...of course you can...but..."

"Hahaha. Is the big Carson Antoni scared of a girl?"

"The big Carson Antoni loves his car, that is all."

"Does he loves his car more than me?"

"Uhm..."

I hand her the keys before I am really forced to answer that question.

With a giant satisfied smile on her face, she slips behind the wheel. Her tiny legs can just barely touch the pedals. But yet she is determined to feel what this beast really does. With only one click of a button, she has the engine roaring at full force. She revs it up, and I feel it sends vibrations up my chair.

"Now, princess."

She slams the pedal to the floor and pulls off at a speed enough to make your head snap back.

"Damn Carson, I am wet."

"In that case, turn around back home so I can have my way with you again."

I think this one is going to be a little problem, but god knows it is a problem I am going to lose myself in.

With the speed she travels, we make it to her mom's place in no time at all. We did not warn that we were coming, which is good for I see Vega's car standing in the driveway

"You ready, princess?"

"Yes, Mr. Antoni."

"Are you ever going to stop calling me Mr. Antoni?"

"Yes, when I figure out what else I can call you."

"Just call me, baby."

"Hahaha. I don't think so."

She waves me off and heads to the front door where her mom has now stepped from. Guess the roar up the driveway made our presence known.

"Hi, Tasnim. I did not expect to see you kids?"

"Hi Mom, we thought we would kind of just show up."

Just then, Angelo Vega feels that he needs to take up a fatherly role and make his own presence known. "What seems to be the matter?"

It does not take me but a second to snap at him. "Nothing that concerns you, Angelo."

"This is my house, so it does concern me."

"Wow, when did that happen?" Tasnim says, surprised. "The last time I checked, it belonged to my mother?"

"No need to get clever with me, Tasnim."

It infuriates me when he calls my princess that. "It is Tasnim to you, and I would appreciate that you treat her with respect."

"This is not your territory Antoni."

"The last time I checked, it was not yours either."

Then, at last, Giselle decides to step in. "Now come on, boys, let's all play nice and take this inside."

I show for Tasnim to go ahead of me into the house. But before I do, I adjust my weapon in the back of my pants. Tasnim did think I was insane to wear a jacket in this scorching weather. Well, what she did not know was what I was hiding underneath it.

As we all take a seat around the bar with a whiskey in hand, Vega seems to want to finish what he started outside. "So why are you and your goon here, Tasnim?"

"Are you deaf, Vega?"

"No, I just like irritating you, Antoni."

"Be careful what you wish for."

Her mom seems to be getting frustrated at the tension between Vega and me. She turns to Tasnim to face her. "Tasnim, I am not rude, but why are you guys here?"

"Why don't you enlighten them, Carson?"

"Well, Mrs. Devereaux, I don't know how much Tasnim spoke to you since the last time we were here?"

"Yes." Vega interrupts. "The last time you two so rudely disappeared."

"Did I ask you a question, Vega?"

"No."

"Then don't talk to me unless I ask you too."

I watch him move around in his chair and immediately reach for his back. The goddamn asshole is also wearing is. What sort of idiot walks around home with his gun? The sort of idiot that has something to be scared of.

"Well, Mrs. Cumming, I do know you are already upset, but I have told Tasnim everything."

"What do you mean everything, Carson?"

"Who she really is, Mrs. Devereaux. She knows what is hers and most of all who she can be."

"Oh god, I wish you did not do that."

Tasnim looks at her mom in shock. "Why? So you can lie to me further, mom? And even worse, let this worm take everything that is mine?"

"I did not...I was not...Tasnim, please."

This seems to spark Vega's interest. "What is she talking about, Giselle?"

"I am sorry, Angelo, I know I did not tell you everything. Tasnim is the heir to everything."

"Heir to everything what?"

I can't believe that the man is acting stupid." What you are trying to steal, you idiot."

"I am not trying to steal anything, Antoni."

"Oh, so you enjoy playing house? The last I heard, your ex-wife conveniently disappeared."

"Get to your point Antoni, you are starting to annoy my ass."

"It seems that I accomplished to do that I set off."

"You are just as full of shit as your father."

"I am nothing like my father, Vega. You will soon enough learn that I am even worse."

"What? You and your little stripper are going to scare me. She is nothing but trash, and you, you are an immature little boy."

"I give you five seconds to apologize to Tasnim."

"Or what?"

Before even another syllable can escape his filthy lips, I reach around my back to pull my gun. It only takes but a second of a second, and the cold tip of the barrel is firmly pointed against his forehead.

"Apologize, Angelo."