Gavin Knight: From Rags to Richest

First Night

“Hey Gavin, tonight let’s sleep together.” Those words came back and forth to Gavin’s ears like a boomerang. Is he hearing what he is hearing? He can’t quite get it why this lovely woman in front of him would invite a lowly man like him like this.

“Huh? Sorry, what did you just say?” He finally had the courage to talk. He cleared his throat. “Me and you? Sleep together?” Gavin asked Aya again. He did not want to assume, but the way Aya looks at him, it gives him the approval.

She lowered her head and pouted her lips like an innocent girl, embarrassed for her actions. “Well, it is cold tonight, and I only have one heater in this house. I’m offering to share my room with you because I don’t want you to freeze there in your room.” She clarified, not wanting to give Gavin the wrong idea straight away, but the reality of how she feels is a totally different story.

He nodded, feeling guilty for giving another meaning to Aya's words, making her feel embarrassed. “Oh, okay. Don’t worry about me. I slept on the streets even during winter. I'm sure I will survive this night.” He assured her that he was okay and that she doesn't need to be embarrassed asking him to sleep with her.

Aya was a little disappointed with his answer. She does not want to appear desperate to Gavin, but her dissatisfaction with his answer was way too obvious not to notice. Just like that, Gavin saw right through her displeasure.

“But then again, if it is really fine with you… Can I have a warm bed tonight?” He said what she wanted to hear, and she instantly smiled when he heard him say those words.

"Gavin scores!" A familiar voice of a sports caster resonated in his mind.Gavin prepared for bed while Aya already went ahead to her bedroom. He could only wish that Aya is already asleep when he enters the room. He does not want an encounter with Aya in a very intimate setting.

Aya’s bathroom is not fancy, straight up sink-toilet-bath. It was small yet clean; it was not much, but it had everything he needed. To sum it up, this is better than anything Gavin lived in for the past years. Living with Aya here is a truly a luxury for him indeed.

Standing in front of the sink and mirror, he shaved his growing mustache after brushing his teeth. He smiled, liking what he is seeing. His naughty smile reflected in the mirror, Gavin could only hope that Aya would find him pleasant to her sight. 

He took a quick, hot shower and was satisfied when he noticed his wounds were actually getting better sooner than he expected. Gavin's body is ripped. He is used to working laborious jobs that his body is like a work of art sculpted to perfection. He can easily pass as a Calvin Klein underwear model anytime.

Gavin stepped out of the bathroom. He was wearing a white shirt and jogger pants, stuff that Aya gave to him earlier. It fit him perfectly like it was bought for him.

He gently opened the bedroom door, expecting Aya to be fast asleep. It surprised him that she actually appeared like she waited for him to finish his shower so they could chat before sleeping.

The room is dimly lit, only the night stand beside Aya’s bed is turned on. There is a mattress on the floor near Aya’s bed. She must have fixed the matress from his room while he was in the shower. With that gesture alone, he is overwhelmed. Noone did anything for him before, and everything she's done for him so far is too much already. 

Aya's room is so small the mattress was literally three steps from the door. But tonight Gavin is thankful enough to have a warm bed and a roof above his head. Above everything else, 

Come to think of it, it was just a few days ago when he thought it was his last day on Earth and now he even met a woman who made his heart beat erratically for the first time. And the best thing about it, she even offered him her home, her room and the most important thing; her company and her trust.

“What kind of lucky bastard am I.” He said to himself when his eyes met Aya’s. She looked at him and tapped the space beside her. “Sit here.” Aya broke the silence. “Come on, don’t be shy.” She spoke again to Gavin, who looked lost in his thoughts. 

He nodded at him as she patted again on the space on the bed beside her. Gavin willingly obliged. It does not fit his gangster appearance and upbringing.He is truly powerless over Aya. His heart is beating fast as his mounting anticipation of what they are about to do is driving him crazy.

“Good boy, now take off your shirt, Gavin.” Aya said it directly to Gavin’s already flushed face. 

Her request stunned him.“How can this petite woman be so bold?” He thought while looking at her. "Is this the night I am finally doing it?" Gavin is excited but does not want to make it too obvious. "Take it off? Are you sure?" He asked Aya again just to confirm it.

"Yes, come on. Do you want me to help you?" Aya said as she grabbed the bottom part of Gavin's shirt.His breathing became quicker, and his b***r cannot hide his excitement. 

It did not help that she looked too sexy for Gavin, with her white tank top obviously not wearing a bra and her skimpy velvet shorts. Aya inched closer and moved her head down Gavin’s body. “Dang, they got you real hard, huh? Good thing you are healing fast,” she said while inspecting Gavin’s wounds.

Gavin gasps as he is not sure what to expect from the playful Aya. “Yeah, honestly I thought I was going to die.” He answered, trying to keep himself sane.

She took out a medicine kit and started putting medicine on Gavin’s wounds. He finally was able to breathe properly when he realized what Aya wanted to do. But as she bends down in front of him, he loses his focus and his heart pounds harder.

But Aya could care less, she moved too close to him that Gavin can see beyond her cleavage. "Oh fuc*king sh*t, she's hot." His dirty mind could not help but admire her voluptuous body. He looked up at the ceiling, not wanting to appear like he is taking advantage of Aya.

Aya sat up straight when she finished what she’s doing and then noticed Gavin looking up the ceiling. She looked up too, thinking what Gavin is looking up to. She nothing special, in fact nothing is visible there except their shadows. “What’s wrong, Gavin?” She asked, wanting to hear the answer directly.

“Hmm, nothing, it’s just that… You, I mean your…” Gavin could not go directly to the point. He opted to point at her chest.

Aya laughed at Gavin. “Oh, this? Are my boobs bothering you?" she raised her eyebrows waiting for Gavin's response.

Gavin shook his head. “No, it’s not like that. I’m sorry if I offended you" Offending Aya is the last thing on his mind.

"You don’t like them?” Aya grabbed her boobs and shakes them in front of Gavin. She was not afraid to show her naughty side to Gavin.

Gavin looked on a different direction, Aya's action literally took his breath from him. "It's not like that Aya. But it is not up to me if I like them or not. I just don’t want to go over my boundaries without your consent.” His articulation is not of a gangster but a true gentleman.

Gavin bit his lower lip, hoping to convince Aya. He exhausted all the gentlemanly words his vocabulary holds, while sincerely praying she won’t notice his hard on.

“Okay, you passed.” Aya said and smiled at Gavin.

It further confused Gavin. Her responses are not exactly clear cut. “What do you mean, I passed?” He wanted clarification.

“Well, I was just testing you if you would take advantage of our situation. And now I can sleep soundly with you in my house, even in my room.” She smiled sweetly at him and nudged him to make him feel at ease.

“Oh, a test. Okay. It make sense.” He accepted Aya’s explanation and wore his shirt before he moved down to his mattress, just below Aya’s bed. Aya turned her back from him, but said words that crushed Gavin’s illusion that she noticed nothing else.

“By the way babe, train your pet not to get too excited, it almost poked my face earlier.”