Case File 90

Case File Name:
Life Lottery.

♤Chapter Ninety♤

I smiled slightly as I hovered over Tazmin, standing beside the bed that she laid in—surprisingly still deep asleep.

I had made sure to only be gone for ten minutes, considering Tazmin tends to wake up after I'm away for a while.

I pursed my lips tightly together, carefully sitting down in the bed next to her.

But only to lean down and place a soft kiss on her cheek.

Which immediately made her brows furrow, keeping her eyes closed as she nuzzled deeper into the pillow.

My smile unconsciously grew as I leaned back in again for another kiss.

Instead, this one was on her forehead.

Which only made her stir from her sleep again, but not enough to wake her.

At least until I pressed a fleeting kiss to her lips.

And I swear she looked so fucking cute with her brows furrowed even deeper, stirring from her sleep as she naturally slid her arm out to reach for me.

But as soon as she realized the emptiness of the bed—her eyes fluttered open, allowing me to finally meet her beautiful brown eyes.

"Good morning beautiful," I whispered, smiling happily as I gently brushed the stray blonde hairs from her face.

Tazmin stretched slightly, rubbing her tired eyes as she adjusted to the bright room.

I gasped as soon as Tazmin suddenly pulled me down into her body.

But only to press a soft kiss to my lips.

"Good morning baby," she whispered, pressing an even softer kiss to my cheek, "Lay with me," she said, her lowered voice a little louder and so perfectly raspy.

I hummed, "Of course," I said, laying up from her body and reaching for the tray I sat on the nightstand.

Which immediately made Tazmin raise a brow, "When did you get that?" she asked, eyeing the tray of fruit, bagels, coffee, and yogurt.

"Just now—I have to be quick knowing you," I said, lightening my tone as I sat the tray across our laps.

Tazmin's lips twitched up slightly as she glanced up from the tray, "Thank you Mil," she murmured, leaning back in for a kiss.

Which I didn't hesitate to meet her halfway for, "Anything for you," I said, smiling even wider as I truly basked in how fucking amazing of a morning this was.

It's definitely the best morning I've had in a while.

And the fact that it's a Sunday and I don't have to worry about work makes it that much better. 

"We're going to need the fuel for moving anyways," I subtly added as I began preparing her bagel.

Tazmin hummed as she leaned into my neck, pressing soft kisses against my skin, "I want to take you on a date after baby," she whispered so perfectly in my ear.

I smiled, "Oh really?" I asked her, turning my head slightly to meet her dark eyes.

"Yes," Tazmin said, eyeing my face for a moment.

A very long moment actually.

Until she suddenly tilted her head, effortlessly flaunting her sharpened jawline as she said—

"I want you to be mine again beautiful."

And as soon as I jokingly rolled my eyes, Tazmin scoffed.

"Wow that's how we're playing it?" she asked, which inevitably made a smile spread onto my face.

"You did that on purpose, Tazmin," I said, shaking my head when my smile grew into a grin, "You just had to ask before I got the chance."

Tazmin only smiled slightly, "And your point is?" she asked, leaning back down to place a soft kiss below my ear, "Because you know I'll take on the best fucking date in the world baby."

I hummed as she trailed kisses across my jawline, "I do know," I murmured, naturally leaning into her touch.

"Tell me you're mine then Milena," Tazmin whispered so softly, halting right at my lips as her dark eyes burned so precisely into mine.

I smiled, "I'm yours, Tazmin," I said, my tone nothing but serious even if I had a grin plastered on my fucking face.

I hummed as soon as Tazmin pressed her lips to mine—gently wrapping her hand around my neck to tilt my head back for better access.

"I love you baby," she murmured against my lips.

"I love you too," I whispered, briefly pecking her lips one more time before she could pull away.

And I swear we were both legit smiling at each other like fucking idiots.

Which was enough to make me laugh slightly.

And that inevitably made Tazmin chuckle, shaking her head at me as she reached over to the tray resting across our laps.

"I was thinking we handle moving today and then do whatever you have planned tonight," I said as Tazmin grabbed one of the freshly washed strawberries to offer me a bite before she took her own bite.

"Yeah, that works—we might finish early like last time," Tazmin said as she grabbed a piece of cantaloupe to feed me first.

I hummed as I chewed the bite I took, watching as Tazmin now took a bite of the cantaloupe too, "We definitely won't finish early considering we're doing a full move-in though," I casually said.

Even if there was nothing fucking casual about it.

But I didn't really know how else to ask her to move in.

It also felt insane to ask her instead of letting her offer the idea of a full move-in.

So this alternative felt better.

Tazmin's lips twitched up slightly, "Oh?" she said, analyzing every detail of my face.

"Yeah I like uh totally thought we were on the same page about that," I said, desperately trying to keep my fucking cool.

But with Tazmin staring at me so openly, I couldn't prevent my face from annoyingly burning up.

"And what page is that baby?" Tazmin said almost purposefully, her smile noticeably growing amused as she eyed my flushed cheeks.

I gave her a narrowed look, physically fighting back the smile threatening to grow on my face.

"That I..." I trailed off, for once finding myself fucking speechless for once.

Which was enough to visibly amuse my girlfriend.

"I want to move in together," I finally said, awkwardly blinking a few times, "Can I move in with you?" I quickly rushed out.

And almost as soon as Tazmin nodded, I nearly let out a breath of relief—feeling weirdly nervous even if I somehow knew she wouldn't decline me.

"This was your house the moment you stepped foot in here baby," Tazmin said, sliding her arm around my waist and pulling me even deeper into her side.

I smiled slightly, "Oh really?" I said, my tone entirely teasing.

"Yeah," Tazmin murmured as she placed a soft kiss to my temple, "I remember the first time you came over, I found you outside with Mav and Vic eating a cookie cake I think it was."

I raised a brow at her specific memory, "And what were you thinking?" I asked, meeting her dark eyes.

Which inevitably glanced down to my lips.

"How fucking good you look in stockings," Tazmin said, laughing slightly when I jokingly nudged her with a disapproving look. 

"Something I clearly already knew," I mumbled, rolling my eyes as I focused back on spreading cream cheese on her bagel that I had previously abandoned.

"Your confidence is so sexy baby," Tazmin murmured as her dark eyes burned into the side of my face.

But I only ignored her even if my face physically burned up from her back-to-back compliments.

I swear I feel like a shy schoolgirl with a crush whenever Tazmin compliments me even once.

"Your eyes," Tazmin suddenly said, gently grabbing my chin to align our stare, "I remember how I couldn't stop staring into your eyes," she clarified.

Which made my blush double as a smile slowly crawled onto my face.

"I didn't know that," I whispered almost shyly, not even knowing what to say in response.

Tazmin leveled our stare, capturing every ounce of my light eyes with hers, "I felt something different with you from the get go," she admitted, letting go of my chin to trace her fingertips down the front of my neck, "It's why I sent you flowers—or even tied up one of my best fucking shooters to kill."

I raised a brow, "So it wasn't because Payton stole money?" I purposely clarified, my tone holding a teasing tone.

Tazmin narrowed her eyes at me, "Don't say her name," she emphasized, clearly bothered by even the fact that her name left my lips, "And yeah she stole money, but she also touched spots that were only meant for me—she couldn't fucking live after that."

I smiled slightly, "My possessive girl," I murmured, eyeing her beautiful face.

"Really fucking possessive," Tazmin said, leaning into me for a brief kiss that I didn't hesitate to reciprocate, "The power that you hold over me is fucking insane Milena," she murmured against my lips before pulling back.

"Right back at you baby," I said, subtly winking at her as I reached over to the blueberry bagel half that was lightly spread with cream cheese—handing it to my girlfriend to eat.

"Thank you beautiful," Tazmin said even if she raised the bagel to my lips for the first bite.

Which I happily took, chewing a few times as Tazmin now took her own bite.

And as we focused on our breakfast, we naturally began catching up on the past month.

Specifically about Tazmin's trip to Italy which I loved hearing about.

Even if all she really did was focus on business, subtly leaving out any details that regarded the Gia situation she originally went for.

Which left me slightly confused, but I was less focused on that and more focused on the big move that we're suddenly making.

Tazmin even had moving trucks and movers waiting at my place when we arrived later in the morning.

Which turned out to be perfect considering I had a lot of clothes to move.

Otherwise, I wasn't really worried about the furniture since I decided to donate it all to a women's shelter.

Everything else came with me though—like my alarm clock that sat on my nightstand or the books that I say I'll read but never find the time to.

It all looked perfect at Tazmin's house.

Or our house.

The alarm clock added my personality to the nightstand on my side of the bed and the books gave the shelf of Tazmin's desk character.

We were even able to organize the large closet, splitting it in half so we had our own sides for clothes.

Even if I knew I would inevitably wander over to her side for pajamas or something.

Although, eventually we'll have to expand the closet considering my shopping addiction and Tazmin's love for gift-giving.

Some of my untouched shopping bags had to go in one of the extra bedrooms down the hall, which easily crowded up that bedroom's closet.

But otherwise, everything else went smoothly and we somehow knocked it all out within nine hours.

By the time the clock struck eight, we were busy getting ready for whatever Tazmin had planned that night.

Which she specified to wear casual clothes for?

So I decided to wear a Dolce Gabbana baby tank and a pair of light blue denim jeans.

A perfectly messy bun sat at the back of my head with my dark hair parted—leaving a few loose strands to frame my face covered in minimal makeup.

I suddenly glanced over when Tazmin emerged into the bathroom—wearing an oversized red t-shirt, baggy Stussy jeans, and matching Jordans.

Her blonde hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, emphasizing her glowing bare face.

She had on her usual icy chain and matching bracelets—along with a Red Bull in her hand that she grabbed from downstairs.

I raised a brow as soon as I glanced up to meet her eyes, which were inevitably tracing every detail of my body.

"Staring is considered rude you know?" I purposely teased her with a smirk.

Tazmin still didn't bother glancing up to meet my eyes, "Not when your ass looks that good in those jeans," she said, walking over to me.

And I couldn't help but laugh as soon as she grabbed the belt loops of my jeans—nearly dragging me back into her body.

"Mine," she leaned down to murmur in my ear, sliding her hands down to squeeze my ass.

I hummed, naturally reaching behind me and sliding my hands under her shirt—before slipping them past the waistband of her baggy jeans.

"Mine," I repeated back to her, holding her dark eyes through the mirror.

Tazmin hummed in approval, "All yours baby," she said, pressing a kiss to my temple as she slid her hands up from my ass.

And gripped my hip with one hand and the back of my neck with the other.

Which was to naturally bend me over, immediately making a warmth burn all around me.

"Tazmin," I nearly whined, hating the teasing approach she just took with me.

"I just wanted a preview of tonight baby," Tazmin said, guiding me to stand back up fully.

Which allowed me to shoot her a narrowed look through the mirror, "Keep teasing me and all you'll get is that preview," I purposely said, even if I knew I could never decline her touch.

"I like knowing you'll be ready for me later," Tazmin leaned in my ear to whisper, sliding her hands past my waist to run under the waistband of my jeans, "Just imagine how wet and needy you'll be for me later."

I hummed tightly, reaching down to remove her hands from under my waistband.

"Let's go before I tie you to the bed for a change," I said, walking away from her to exit the bathroom.

"Milena I swear to god the things I'm about to do to you later," Tazmin said as she followed behind me.

I shook my head when an ache burned between my legs, trying to push away my clear neediness as we walked over to the bedroom door.

And surprisingly we actually made it out of the bedroom and house entirely—leaving to go god knows where.

I honestly felt really fucking excited to see where she planned to take me.

And somehow that excitement grew as soon as she drove closer to the fair that was brightly lit up in the distance under the night sky.

I nearly jumped out of the fucking car as soon as we were parked—feeling so excited to try all the different rides and food.

I've always loved amusement parks and fairs. 

"You're so cute when you're excited baby," Tazmin said as she stood beside me in the line for a ride I was visibly excited to try.

I smiled as I reached out for my girlfriend, sliding my arms past her waist, "I just can't wait to hear you scream," I subtly murmured, glancing up at her so innocently.

Tazmin's lips twitched up as she briefly glanced down to my lips, "I can't wait to hear you too beautiful," she murmured, and by the look in her eyes, I knew she wasn't talking about the fucking ride.

But before I had a chance to counter her statement and one-up her—it was our turn to get on the Pendulum ride.

Which we got buckled into beside each other, surrounded by a few people on each side with our feet dangling in the air as we waited for the ride to start.

"I love this so much," I whispered as my stomach tied with excited knots.

"There's no one else I would ever fucking do this with," Tazmin said, reaching for my hand to hold in hers.

A smile grew on my lips at her words, "Me too baby," I said, squeezing her hand when the ride suddenly swayed entirely to the left.

And lifted up in the air—forcing my eyes to scrunch closed as soon as it dipped back down, tickling my stomach as it spun us around and lifted up to the other side.

Which it continued to do, lifting up from left to right before it did a full circle.

And instead of screaming, I was full-on laughing as my stomach tickled so fucking much—interlacing my fingers with Tazmin who only laughed with me.

It was one of those core memories that I would do anything to have again.

Especially as we focused on riding even more rides—from the swing ride to the drop tower and even a few small roller coasters.

We also did bumper cars and got on the tilt-a-whirl.

Tazmin even played the water gun stand—which she unsurprisingly won, considering how well her aim is with a gun in general.

I swear I've never been so excited to accept the stuffed ladybug she picked out for me.

It was so fucking cute and her winning it for me only made it that much cuter.

"This is going to look so perfect on our couch," I said, smiling at the stuffed ladybug in my hand as Tazmin stood beside me waiting for our food.

"Interior designing already?" Tazmin teased me.

I jokingly rolled my eyes, "Seems like you want me to," I shot back, nudging her slightly.

Which caused her to suddenly grip me closer to her by my waist.

"Of course I do," Tazmin said, pressing a fleeting kiss to my temple, "I want to see every inch of you all over our house."

I felt my face burn up at her words, naturally feeling so fucking shy against my own wishes.

"Yeah well then I uh want to change some things up," I forced out, blinking a few times as I processed how badly I just stumbled over my words.

Tazmin is seriously going to cost me my fucking sanity.

"Your way always baby," Tazmin said, glancing over as soon as she noticed them call out our order.

Which was a basket of fried pieces of chicken and a Belgian waffle cut into pieces with Smucker's syrup on the side.

And I swear we nearly devoured the basket of chicken and waffles that we shared—which was the perfect decision since we were comfortably full.

The last thing we decided to do was get on the Ferris wheel and then get a funnel cake after.

And while I was excited to eat a funnel cake after so long—I found myself cherishing every moment of our Ferris wheel ride.

How I fit so perfectly into Tazmin's side with her arm wrapped around me—or even the view of the large bright fair and distant city that sat right before us.

Then there were her lips that were pressed so softly against mine right at the top of the Ferris wheel where we sat for a moment.

And I couldn't help but ask her—

"When did you know you were in love with me?"

Tazmin smiled slightly, still staring at me even with the breathtaking view of the fair just below us.

"It was the day I picked Nads up from Claremont," Tazmin went to explain, her dark eyes holding mine so precisely, "We weren't even together yet but it was just something about that day..." she trailed off, her smile subtly growing as she gently squeezed my waist, "We were at the beach together and somehow I could see it all fucking flash before my eyes—I knew then that I wanted to marry you. To build a world with you."

My smile softened in awe, not realizing she felt so deeply so early in.

It made me feel kind of behind with my feelings.

"Well I... mine is a little different since I sort of struggled with you know—"

"I do know baby," Tazmin immediately assured me, nuzzling her face into my neck, "I also know that you love me very much."

I felt my chest suddenly lighten with relief, nodding a few times as I slid my arm around Tazmin's waist to hold her even closer.

"I felt something the first time you took me home to meet your parents for Sunday dinner," I suddenly said, recalling it all so vividly, "Being at your childhood home and seeing those old pictures of you made me want to see so many more sides of you—it made me want things I never imagined for myself."

Tazmin smiled slightly against my neck, wrapping her other arm around me to hug me fully.

"I love you," she whispered as I naturally relaxed in her arms, nuzzling in even closer to her.

"I love you too," I said as the Ferris wheel suddenly moved forward a little bit.

And for the rest of the calm ride that's how we sat with each other—truly being present with each other even if it was in a peaceful silence.

Which lingered around us even as we got our funnel cake topped with powdered sugar and sweet cherry topping.

I swear by the time we had made it to the car I was in a full-on food coma and we hadn't even finished the entire plate of funnel cake.

Sadly we had to throw it out considering the cherry topping would make it soggy the next day and it would make a mess in the car.

But I didn't even care—I simply just wanted to sleep during the car ride back.

Which wasn't hard to do considering the soft leather seats, my girlfriend's smooth driving, and her gentle caresses against the back of my neck that she subtly massaged.

I swear I was knocked out for an unmeasurable amount of time—until I suddenly stirred from my sleep, feeling a sudden shift forward.

Which didn't feel like a car whatsoever.

And I was proven correct when I suddenly laid up, realizing I was previously resting my head in Tazmin's lap where we sat—

On a fucking yacht.

"When did we..." I trailed off, suddenly glancing around—from the yacht lit up with dim blue lights, the rippling dark water around us, and the distant city.

"You were knocked out baby," Tazmin said, sliding her phone into her pocket, "I didn't want to wake you after the long day you had."

I smiled slightly, genuinely processing my caring girlfriend and the fact that we're on a yacht right now.

"Thank you, I just—we're on a yacht?" I said, blinking a few times as I sat up further, "How long have we been on here?"

Tazmin gently tucked the stray hairs out of my face, "We just left the docks," she briefly explained.

I hummed wordlessly, glancing back over to the distant city of Miami, which nearly glistened under the night sky.

"This is perfect," I whispered, even if the last time I was on a yacht, I had ironically gotten arrested off of it because of the woman next to me.

"You're perfect," Tazmin emphasized, gently drawing her hand up my back.

I suddenly glanced back over to my girlfriend, "I'm only perfect with you by my side," I murmured, glancing down to her lips.

Before leaning in and kissing her. 

And Tazmin didn't hesitate to kiss me back, reaching for my dark hair and gently letting it out of the bun I had it in.

Which immediately earned a content sigh from me, especially as she massaged my head where the tension was the most prominent.

I placed a fleeting kiss on her cheek as soon as we pulled back from the gentle kiss we shared, "Best date night ever," I whispered, leaning back down to rest my head in her lap.

"All I need is your company and I'm winning in life," Tazmin determined, which easily made a smile grow on my lips.

Especially as I settled further in the cushioned seat with my knees curled up to me—relaxing even more as Tazmin gently played with my hair.

"I'm the luckiest fucking girl alive," I whispered so softly under my breath, but the words were mostly for myself.

Because I'll never be able to wrap my head around the fact that I found someone like Tazmin.

Much less even get to share my fucking life with her.

It feels like I won the life lottery.