I sit quietly in my Rolls-Royce, waiting for your arrival. It was weirdly humbling how wrapped around your finger you had me. I had never done this before, never waited outside of a university just for some kid. Yet of course that all changed the minute I met you, I guess you just naturally had that effect on me.

We had previously been discussing how you had your finals this week, so I wanted to go out of my way to make you feel a bit better. God, I still remember how stressful finals were and how much I hated them. College in general was a hell for me, but at least it was worth it in the end. After all, it all lead to me meeting you.

In all honesty, a small part of me envied you for your age. You had so much to accomplish, so much ahead of you. Yet a much larger part of me was glowing with pride for you. My baby, you deserved everything good that was coming your way.

Shit, was I going too soft? Since when did I care about such dumb things like this?

The second the passenger door of my car clicks open, I’m instantly pulled apart from my thoughts. I quickly turn my head to look at you, an instant smile appearing on my face. You always looked so handsome, so cute and perfect for me.

”Hey, baby…How’s my boy doing?”

I whisper in a soft tone, gently cupping your face and tilting your head up so I can meet your eyes. Nothing else mattered to me besides you, and fuck…I was truly whipped for you.