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Derek nods softly, "I found him...under my father's boot....Trenton was only 16 and was trying to defend his mother after father threatened to toss her out just for wearing a skirt that ended above her knees instead of below her knees. I couldn't stand the sight of what he was doing, but I didn't have much power of my own so....I told him to make Trenton my security guard in training."
Derek sighs and shakes his head. "If only..." Holding his head in his hands, Derek let's out a heavy breath. "Kalin, if i don't figure something out soon, they will sell his little sister on the black market..."
Derek frowns and wraps an arm around Kalin, pulling him close. "Please forgive me for not telling you. I wanted to protect you from that side of my life and hopefully leave it in the past..."
"None of this is your fault. Trenton knew what he was doing and is still happy that he defended you." Derek gently rubs his thumb across Kalin's cheek, staring into his eyes. "If you really do feel bad, just go talk to Trenton. I know he will tell you the same thing I am."
Kalin lets out a little murp sound as he looks up at Derek, "Is. . . There something I can help with?" He runs his hand over Derek's chest, smoothing his fingers over his pectorals.
Derek chuckles and shakes his head, "Just being able to hold you and know that you're safe is helping.....and seeing those cute faces you always make."
Derek laughs and falls back into the bed, flopping his arms above his head. "Oh no, taken out by my little minx." He makes a fake dying sound and closes his eyes, sticking his tongue out like a dead animal.
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