Trust Me 4

It was November and the weather had been unseasonably warm until that Friday night football game. I was standing there on the sidelines, my teeth chattering in my cheerleading uniform. We were ahead 14-7 and it was the 2nd quarter. Lindsey and I were staring at the field watching the play when Maddie came bouncing up, she oozed excitement as she said,"Oh girls! Have you seen the two hotties that Austin brought with him tonight? All I could do was stare at them! Austin is so mad at me but I just couldn't help myself!"
Lindsey and I just looked at her because she was so boy crazy. That's all she ever talked about were guys. I couldn't help but feel sorry for Austin having her for a girlfriend.
"Look they're up there!", she gushed as she waved to Austin in the stands."Luke, the one on the left, doesn't he look just like Rob Thomas, from Matchbox 20? I thought that's who it was at first! And Brett, he should be in a movie. Girls, you can't even breathe around them! Seriously." She continued to wave frantically and Austin waved back rolling his eyes at her. Lindsey and I spotted them at the same time and both of us gasped as our eyes landed on the two hottest guys, I know, I'd ever seen before. The one on the right, caught my eye and I grabbed onto to Lindsey to steady myself. He smiled slightly and I could feel the blush spreading over me like a blanket.
"Oh wow.", Lindsey whispered grabbing onto me before we both started to giggle. I tore my gaze away from the blue eyed god starring at me and looked to the left and my heart nearly stopped when I looked into "Rob's" eyes. He was smiling at me too but he was more shy about it. Looking down and then back at me again.
"Bailey!", someone yelled. I couldn't stop looking at "Rob" so I ignored it. "Bailey!" Irritated I turned around and saw Dillon standing against the fence separating us from the football players. He waved me over. I crossed my arms and stomped over to stand in front of him.
"What?", I snarled at him.
He gave me a grin that would have made my knees weak a week ago but not now. I was done. Why wouldn't he get that?
"I wanted to tell you that the next touchdown.....it's for you baby.", he said looking me from head to toe.
I rolled my eyes at him then and just walked off. Everybody was lining up to do their tumbles. I got in line but I glanced at the two hotties in the stand. I watched as they flipped a coin. "Rob" really liked the outcome of the coin toss. The movie star did not. He glared at "Rob" and then looked down at me shaking his head but smiling when he noticed me looking at him. I smiled back.
"Bailey! It's your turn!", Lindsey yelled at me.
I looked away from the movie star and took off at a run. I started with a no hands cartwheel, go straight into front hand springs, I do four, a twirl in the air, another front hand spring and land it in a split. The crowd goes wild. I get up and wave, clapping my hands and head for the water cooler. My teeth aren't chattering quite so hard now after that but I'm still freezing. I'm drinking my water when I look up into "Rob's" eyes. Holy cow! They are mesmerizing and I choke on my water. I can feel my face turning bright red as I start to cough trying to clear my throat and not daring to look at him.
"Are you ok?", he asks his voice deep and tender.
I just nod my head and cough in response. When my throat is clear, I finally look at him again and I'm mesmerized once again by his eyes. They capture me and I can't look away. He smiles shyly at me and I can feel my face turning red.
"That was amazing by the way.", he says looking me in the eye again.
"The choking?", I ask laughing looking down at my water.
He laughs softly,"No the tumbling."
"Thanks.", I say looking back up at him. Oh those eyes.....
"I'm Brandon, by the way. Brandon Black.", he says smiling at me again.
"Bailey Lane. It's very nice to meet you.", I say blushing.
"Can you leave at half time? Go get a drink? Walk around?"
"Sure.", I say shrugging my shoulders as I take another sip of my water. My eyes catch sight of the movie star as he walks away his eyes watching me closely. I smile at him but he doesn't smile back. Brandon looks behind him to see where I'm looking but the movie star is gone. Brandon takes his coat off and hands it to me over the fence that separates us.
"Here. Please wear it. I know you're freezing.", he says concern in his voice.
I take it looking up at him disbelief on my face. "Thank you.," I say, as I shrug it on. It swallows me but it's really warm and it smells so good. I blush as I think of how this coat was just on him and the warmth is his body heat.
"I'll see you in 5 minutes then.", he says with a smile before he walks off to sit in the stands again.
I turn around and all my cheer friends rush to me at one time. I want to tell them to stop but I can't because I'm too busy trying to keep myself from doing a happy dance right there. My grin is huge and goofy as I look at them and they grin back at me. They all speak at once and I hazard a glance at Brandon who is watching us with an amused look on his face. I just shrug my shoulders at him and give him a "what's a girl to do" smile. He smiles at me and the whole cheerleading squad, myself included, all breathe a collective sigh.
The next five minutes are the longest in history. I don't look at him again because I'm too busy trying to pretend like I'm not smelling his coat and enjoying it. I keep my back turned and hug it closer to me. Oh this guy smells so good. His eyes, his hair, he's tall, his shoulders are wide, his chest muscular, his hands huge....I'm in trouble here. Really in trouble. He's going to run right over me and I can't wait. I just want to kiss those lips and run my fingers through that hair. I inhale his scent again, closing my eyes as I hear Dillon yell,"Who the hell's coat are you wearing? What the fuck do you think you're doing Bailey?"
I just look at him and grin shrugging my shoulders. Asshole. Get a clue, we broke up, get over it.
He yells it again but his eyes glare at somebody behind me and I turn to see Brandon standing there. All the cheerleaders and all the players on the sidelines are starring at him their mouth agape. I gasp as he walks over to the fence where Dillon is.
"She's wearing my coat. You got a problem with that?", Brandon asks but it's really a question not in your face at all.
"Actually buddy, I do. You see, that's my girlfriend.", Dillon spits back at him.
Brandon turns to me with a smile,"Is that true Bailey? Is he your boyfriend?" His voice is a caress and I hear the sighs behind me.
"No.", I answer it's all I can say as I look in those eyes. Brandon smiles again and turns back to Dillon.
"She says she's not your girlfriend. So, I would suggest you not speak to her like that again. Do we understand each other?", this time Brandon's voice is low and menacing.
Dillon glares at him and takes a step toward him but the coach calls him back in the game. He looks at Brandon and then at me as he says,"We are not done here." He puts his helmet on and heads back into the game. Brandon turns to look at me then, a smile on his face,"Half time.", he whispers in my ear, his thumb tracing my jawline , sending shivers down my spine. Then he walks off.
Lindsey watches him leave and looks at me with an amazed look on her face. We both start to giggle and she hugs me whispering, "Girl, you are in trouble with that one."
"I know. I can't wait." I say and we giggle again.
At halftime he's standing at the fence waiting on me. He takes me by the hand and leads me to the an area beside the bleachers where there's a lone picnic table. He has already gotten me a drink and a slice of pizza. Austin is sitting there guarding it with Maddie sitting beside him starring boldly at Brandon. Poor Austin.
"Hey Bailey. Luke? You all good here? If so, Maddie and I have some things we need to take care of." Austin says his voice filled with irritation.
"I think we're good. Thanks Austin.", Brandon says his eyes never leaving mine as he sits down beside me.
I take a sip of my drink and then turn towards him. "He called you Luke? I thought you said your name was Brandon?"
He smiles at me but looks away, as he tries to hide irritation. At what? Me?
"It's a really long story but I prefer to be called Brandon. My full name is Lucas Brandon Black. Only those closest to me call me Brandon. Please, call me Brandon.", his voice is soft, his eyes look back at me and I'm lost again. I just stare helplessly into them.
"Ok.", I manage as I tear my gaze away from him and take a bite of my pizza.

Half time flies by as we talk. He lives an hour away in, Edenton, a nearby college town. He plays football at Eden High and he's quite good. It's his senior year as well but he's thinking about not playing football this year. He's not as interested in football as he once was and it takes up way too much of his time. As he talks I find my eyes straying to look at his lips. They are full and I just want to kiss them. I can't help it. It appears I have the same effect on him because I catch him starring at my lips too. As half time comes to a close he leans in and I think he's going to kiss me but instead he leans his forehead against mine and closes his eyes. Then he slowly leans in again and I think, this is it, but I'm disappointed as he kisses me on the cheek. He pulls away smiling at me. I blush scarlet because I know that he knows I really wanted him to kiss me.
"Do you have plans after the game?", he asks as he helps me up from the table.
I shrug my shoulders as he takes my head to lead me back to my cheerleading post. "They're having a bon fire out at Snead's farm. Everybody will be there."
"Will you go with me?", he asks looking down at me. I beam up at him, wink and start walking away. I turn back at the last minute and say, "I'd love to." He grins back and I sashay through the gate. Once my back is turned I allow myself the freedom of the huge, goofy grin that's been threatening all night.

The game seems to last way too long. I can not wait for it to end. I can't stop looking at my watch over and over. I force myself not to look at him but it's so hard. When we do a cheer, I glance at him then, my fake cheering grin plastered on my face. Every time I look he's watching me. That makes me smile and I have to continually bite my lip to keep the goofy grin at bay. Finally the game is over and the girls are all over me wanting to know if he'll be there. I explain that I'm going with him. They all squeal with delight and ooh and aah making a huge deal over hugging me just to smell his coat. I just roll my eyes at them acting like I'm not a bundle of excitement over the thought of being on Brandon's arm tonight. After they leave, Lindsey pulls me to the side, her eyes are anxious and she whispers,"Do you think going there with Brandon is a smart move Bailey? You just broke up with Dillon. You saw the tension between them tonight."
"Yeah, you have a point. I'm not sure what to do.", I say smiling and holding a figure up to Brandon who was waiting by the fence for me.
"Well, you better warn Brandon about Dillon, that's all I'm saying. Ok?", she says with a hug. We walk over to Brandon and Lindsey grins up at him.
"It's Brandon, right?", she says sweetly.
"Yes, that's right.", he responds just as sweetly.
"Well, Brandon, I'm Lindsey, I'm Bailey's bff and well I just want you to know that you may be cute and all, but if you hurt her, I'll find you. Got it?"
Brandon who stands well over 6' looks down at Lindsey who is just barely 5' and smiles at her in a very reassuring way.,"Lindsey, I assure you that we are on the same team when it comes to Bailey."
"Well, good. My job here is done. You,"she says looking at me,"Call me!" and then she heads off to wait for her boyfriend, Ken, who plays on the football team.
He grins at me, "You ready?" I nod my head and he takes my hand. "She seems like she's a really good friend. Looking out for you like that."
"Yes, she's the best. She may be short but don't let that fool you, she's tough."
He grins at me then, putting his arm around me, "She sure scared me, that's for sure."
"She'll be so happy to hear that." We both laugh.

As we make our way to his car we are stopped over and over by friends, especially girls, wanting to be introduced to the tall, dark and handsome guy on my arm. I assume that's why anyway. The girls all seem taken with him. They can't take their eyes off him and are all giggly when we walk away. It starts to get rather annoying.
"Do you always affect girls that way? It's really irritating", I whisper as we walk away from the last group that I intend to talk with. I'm really irritated but he seems to take it in stride. He laughs and swings his arm around my shoulder. He leans down and whispering in my ear,"Girls? What girls? I only noticed one pretty blonde cheerleader." This makes me smile the goofy smile in spite of myself.

We finally make it to his car and we are almost the last ones still left in the parking lot. He walks up to an old car but it is hot. It's red with a black hood and roof. I'm not into old cars but this one, is really cool.
"Wow! What kind of car is this?", I ask as he opens the door for me.
"This is a '69 Mustang. I'm thinking of getting it repainted but haven't decided on a color yet. Hop on in." It may be old but it's clean and in perfect condition, I sink into the seat as he shuts the door. With a grin at me, he cranks the car and it rumbles to life. People are starring, guys practically drooling as we fly out of the parking lot with Back in Black blaring out the speakers. As he hits the stop sign he turns down the music, saying,"Sorry, about that." He smiles a smile at me that makes me blush and look out the window. My heart sinks to my knees and my goofy grin threatens again. He takes my hand in his as he heads out of the school.
"So, you'll have to tell me where this bon fire is.", he says rubbing his thumb over my fingers. The contact sends chills down my spine. I wiggle in my seat so that I'm facing him with my head leaned on the back of the seat, on foot curled under my knee. I tuck a stray strand of hair behind my ear and smile back at him.
"About that. We don't have to go. I mean Dillon, the guy from tonight, he'll be there and I'm afraid that he'll make things.......difficult."
He shrugs his shoulders and looks at me,"Do you want to go? If so, we'll go, I'm not afraid of Dillon, Bailey. I can take care of myself. He won't mess with either of us but once, that's a promise." The look on his face makes my heart flutter, he's utterly serious and a little menacing.
"Well, I would like to go but at the same time I don't want you put in a bad situation."
He grins at me as he stops at a stop light,"Don't you worry your pretty little head about me, beautiful. I've got this." He looks me in the eye as he brings my hand to his lips and slowly kisses my hand. He takes my breath and I'm shocked when I actually sigh out loud. He gives me a shy smile and then says,"Now, where to?"

When we pull up the party is in full swing. We can see bodies swaying in the fire light. The music is loud but people still turn to look when we pull in, the sound of the cars engine grabbing their attention. When he opens his door, males descend on him wanting to check out his car. I climb out and he looks at me over the hood. "I'll find you, go ahead.", He says with a smile and turns back to the oohing and ahhing males that surround him.
I hear Lindsey before I see her and she almost knocks me over as I make my way to the fire. I smell beer on her breath as she puts one in my hands. "Bailey, Dillon is here and he's yelling about you and Brandon!", she whispers frantically in my ear. Before I can respond I hear him say,"There's the little bitch now! Bailey Lane, everybody. What a little bitch she is! Just broke up with me, what?, not even a week ago and then she has the nerve to show up at my party with some other guy? I'll beat the shit out of him!", he's yelling from the other side of the huge fire. His friends are laughing loudly and all eyes are focused on me. I look around and Brandon is nowhere in sight. I'm glad because I don't want Brandon to have to deal with this. Dillon heads in my direction slowly. I pull Brandon's coat tighter around me and start backing up. The look on his face makes my heart fall to my feet but not in a good way. I'd never seen Dillon this angry before. We'd dated over a year and never once had I been afraid of him until now. He glared at me with menace in his eyes. He grabbed Brandon's coat and pulled me toward him. "Take off this fucking coat Bailey!", he growled at me and I could smell the beer on his breath. I pushed against his chest but he wouldn't let me go, so I slapped him, hard, across the face. How dare he?
"You little bitch!", he screamed and then reached for me again, Someone grabbed his hand in midair, It was Brandon and I watched with my mouth hanging open as they glared at each other.
"I wouldn't be doing that if I were you.", Brandon said, his voice low and menacing.
Dillon laughed at him,"Oh yeah? Well what the fuck are you going to do about it if I do?" They were the same height and build these two. They would be a totally equal fight. But something on Brandon's face told me that he could kill Dillon if he wanted to. Shivers ran down my spine as I starred at the look in Brandon's eyes. I watched as Dillon noticed it too but he didn't back down. Moron.

I touched Brandon's arm tentatively and said,"Brandon, let's just go." Brandon let go of Dillon's arm then and let out a slow breath. Trying to calm down I suppose and then with a smile at me he said,"Okay." He put his arm around me and just nodded at Dillon as in we're done here and we turned to go.
"Man, get your arm off my girl!", Dillon said pushing him from behind. I felt Brandon stiffen and tense up. I could feel him breathing deeply, trying to stay in control of his anger. He turned around to face Dillon and said,"Bailey, who do you want? Me or Dillon? If it's Dillon I'll leave right now." He looked me in the eye and I couldn't tear my eyes off his. They were mesmerizing, my knees went weak on me and as I looked at him, I wanted him in a way I couldn't believe. I'm not sure that the way I wanted him was the way he meant but raw desire swept through me and I sucked in my breath. I'm not sure who was the most shocked of the three at my response when I breathed out, "I want you." as I stared solely at Brandon. My words were not the correct response at all, it was breathy and foreign to me. They were said in a way that indicated what I really wanted, his body on mine and I felt my cheeks turn bright red. I heard both of their intake of breath. But, still I was captured by Brandon's eyes and I couldn't look away. I heard Dillon call me a slut or something but I didn't care, I wanted Brandon Black, right then, my breath was coming quickly and he just starred at me. We seemed to be lost in a world with only us. He licked his lips and shook his head turning back to Dillon he said,"You heard the girl. She wants me. I believe we are done here."
"The little slut!", Dillon yelled as we turned to walk away. The next thing I knew Brandon had Dillon by the throat thrown against a tree. It was chaos as people screamed and guys went over to help Dillon. Brandon had him lifted a few inches off the ground and was whispering something to him but I couldn't hear him. Dillon just shook his head and Brandon let him down. I just stood there with my mouth hung open. I couldn't believe that Dillon was acting this way number one or that Brandon was acting that way but I must admit I found Brandon's way of acting rather hot.
He slung his arm around me and whispered,"You were saying?" He laughed softly and kissed me on the temple as I silently prayed the ground would swallow me up.

"Bailey!" Where are you girl? We're here!", Jade said bringing me back to earth. I shook my head to clear it of those eyes that had always hypnotized me.
When we walked into the store the clerk came bouncing up to me,"You're the 10th customer!", she was excited and jumping up and down. I just starred back at her like she had three heads.
"You've won the $2500.00 gift certificate!", she squealed as she grabbed my arms and started jumping again. She gushed out the situation and told me that I had $2500.00 to spend as I wanted. I could spend it all today or spend some now, some later. It was good on anything in the store. As she gushed on, the excitement in me grew too and the next thing I knew I was jumping up and down too.

An hour and half later, we were back on our way home. I had a whole new wardrobe, complete with shoes, accessories and even a lingerie item or two. What fun. Jade was great to shop with, she was so excited for me and was truthful when she didn't think something suited me. She had been shocked when she had seen me in a fitted outfit at first, totally shocked.
"I still can't get over how gorgeous your body is Bailey! Why would you hide it? I don't get it at all but I finally get why Brett is so goo goo over you.", she said as we drove back.
"Brett is goo goo over me?", I say laughing, shaking my head. Ridiculous.
"He's blown up my phone all day asking how you are. He saw us leave and apparently you haven't answered any of his texts or calls."
"Seriously?", I ask incredulously.She just looks at me and smiles, nodding her head.
"You've played the ultimate card on him. You've ignored him, I'm not sure that anyone has ever thought to try that one! Smart move girl!", she says with a grin.
"Oh please. It wasn't a move at all. It's called, he made me angry and I turned off my phone.", I said rolling my eyes and then laughing. So Brett Corbett was blowing up Jade's phone over me. Now that is interesting, hmm.

Jade took me home and helped me put all my stuff away. She was kind enough not to say anything about the shape or look of the house. She just helped me take out all of Brandon's old clothes and replace them with my new ones. She didn't even ask who they belonged too, she just talked over and over about this outfit would go great with this or that. She was nice to be around, to forget Brandon and Brett both was really nice for a change. When we were done, she sat on my bed and said,"I think I like Scott."
I sat beside her,"Scott Howard?"
"Yes. I think he's really cute and he's been calling me lately. I like him but I really don't like those girls he's always hanging out with. They are all so petty and just plain mean. How do you sit there with them everyday? I've seen the way they glare at you."
"I know, but it makes it easier because Brett's with me and they hate it.", I say giggling. I glance at the clock and groan. It's time for me to head to work. "Jade, thank you so much but I have to get to work now."
She hugged me and said,"I'm so excited for you and I can not wait until tomorrow when you knock them all dead in your new clothes. Have you decided what you're going to wear yet?"

I glanced at the clock as I carried drinks to customers, it was only 10:00. The longer I was there the more I hated it. I had decided that tonight was my last night. When Jade had seen my uniform her eyes had filled with tears and she'd begged me not to go to work. She had taken me and had even fixed some of my makeup that had smeared when I had begun to cry on the way because I was so ashamed. I had told her that my job was why Brett and I had fought. She agreed with him, of course. I sighed and pushed my way through the men standing drooling by the stage. I caught several of their attention and they made lewd comments and gestures at me, I just ignored them. The music was so loud I was starting to get a headache . Some of the regulars had tried to cheer me up but it hadn't worked, I just bit my lip to keep from crying. I pushed my way to the bar and gave my order to Ted, the bartender. He had always been sweet to me and tonight was no exception. He just looked at me with a sad smile and handed me my drinks. He knew I was done. I delivered more drinks and then headed straight to the waitress station. My feet were starting to ache and I just wanted to sit down for just a minute. I made my way there through the mob of groping men and through myself onto the stool that was in the station.
"Hey dollbaby. You've got an admirer. He's a hot young thing too. He told me he wanted you to wait on him and I said, Don't they all?". He didn't laugh. He's getting drunker by the second.", Corrine said as she through some trash in the trash can. I didn't look at her or question her because I didn't care. I just wanted to go home.
"You ok angel?", she asked popping her gum.
"Nope. Not tonight Corrine. I think this is it for me.", I said biting my lip to keep it from trembling.
She walked over to me then and hugged me. "Oh sweetie, I'm glad to hear it. You're too young to be stuck here. And that Corbett guy, if you treat him right, can take real good care of you. He hasn't taken his eyes off you all night darlin. Just told me to keep the drinks coming. Been here for hours now."
My head jerked up at the mention of Brett. Oh no! He was here? I looked around frantically for an escape but I knew there wasn't one. I looked down at my uniform and knowing he'd seen me in it, it was just too much. It was the least skimpy of anybody but still. Shame descended on me like a cloak and I felt like I was going to start hyperventilating. I felt like a trapped animal and only wanted to flee. Corrine looked at me with horror in her eyes and then she pulled me to my feet.
"Sweetheart, you need to calm down. This guy is into you, I'm telling you, this doesn't change that.", she said pointing to my uniform. I was dressed in in a skimpy plaid skirt, a white button down that had no top buttons and that I had to tie under my boobs so that my stomach showed. I looked like a wayward schoolgirl and all the guys loved it. I quickly untied my shirt and tried to close the gap at the top but it was no use. My eyes were filling with tears in my shame and I knew I had to get out of there. I needed some fresh air.
"That's it. Go home. Marlene and I can handle it. Go over to that Corbett guy and tell him that you're ready to go.", Corrine grabbed my trench coat and handed it to me. "I'll handle Morty. You just go. He owes me a few anyway. And I know how to make things right with Morty. You just don't even worry about it."
I just pulled my trench coat closer around me, grabbed my purse and walked with purpose toward the front door. Morty was yelling after me but I kept going. I didn't care anymore. I had to get out of there. Brad, the security guard, grabbed my arm as I reached the door trying to stop me per Morty's instructions.
"Brad. I'm leaving. Let me go."
"Can't. Morty said no.", he said grinning at me with a lewd look on his face. I never did like Brad. He was such a jerk.
"Let her go.", I heard Brett say behind me. "Now."
Brad just grinned at him with a bring it on grin on his face and tightened his grip on my arm. I stomped his foot as hard as I could and he howled in pain. But he let me go and I pushed out the door. I stopped when I was outside just breathing deeply the cool air felt so good.
"Hey.", I heard Brett say behind me. I said nothing just started walking off but he grabbed my arm stopping me.
"Don't do this Bailey. Talk to me!" I didn't respond and I didn't look at him. How could I? I was ashamed and humiliated. I just starred at the traffic flying by. He pulled me towards his car and I let him.
"Can you, um, drive? I've had way too much to drink.", he says sheepishly avoiding my eyes.
I fold my arms and just stand there. I don't know what to do. I take the keys from him but still say nothing. He looks at me with narrowed eyes and I look back this time. He is so beautiful right now. He's wearing jeans and a button down shirt, the top buttons undone, the tail of his shirt hanging out of his pants,his hair looks windblown but I'm not sure why. He looks off kilter, not the perfect specimen I'm used to and it takes my breath to see him this way. He leans his forehead against mine then causing me to step back against the car. He puts his hands on either side of me leaning on the car, effectively holding me in place. He smells of alcohol and cologne.
"Why didn't you answer my calls or texts? Why did you ignore me today? I've been here for hours and you ignored me. Why?"he says softly, hurt in his voice. I don't respond, I can't yet, I'm too emotional. That's all I've been lately, a big old crybaby and I'm sick of it. That's not me dammit! I push gently against him trying to get out from underneath him and he grabs me around the waist pushing me into him. "No. Don't pull away from me. No. You can't do that.", he says his voice suddenly sounding angry and pleading all at the same time. I'm shocked by it and then there's the fact that's he's pressing into me which of course, leaves me breathless. I slowly put my arms around his neck and bury my face in his shoulder. His grip tightens on me and mine on him. I hear him sigh as he kisses my neck softly. He pulls away some and takes my face in his hands, looks me in the eye and says,"Today and tonight have been torture for me. Do you know that?" His eyes search mine and all I can do is look back. Frustration fills his face and he shakes his head. "Talk to me!" I can't. I just stand there and take a huge gulp of air, as I close my eyes and shake my head. He lets me go suddenly making an irritated groaning sound as he starts pacing back and forth like a crazed animal. Running his hands through his hair continuously, now I understand the windblown look. He stops then, looks at me and then strides with purpose back to me. I have nowhere to go since I'm against the car but I feel like running as I notice the look of anger on his face. He grabs me then, pulls me roughly against him and kisses me, his tongue invading my mouth, I respond but then he lets me go just as suddenly. "Get in. Drive.", he says anger in his voice. I'm still standing there trying to catch my breath. He doesn't look at me while he climbs in the car.

I crank the car and he shifts in his seat to look at me. "Listen to the GPS for directions. I can't go back to that house, not tonight. You are going to stay with me tonight. Nobody is home so get that look of panic off your face.", he says sternly. I nod in agreement.
"Well if you aren't going to talk, I will. You can listen and I'm quite drunk so it should be fun for you." he says running his fingers over my braided ponytail. He takes me rubber band out and using his fingers undoes the braid which sends chills down my body. He smiles at my response and whispers,"You are so beautiful. Do you know that Bailey?" his fingers stay in my hair.
"I'm sorry for being a jerk today. I haven't changed my mind about that job but I was an asshole in the way I handled it. I'm sorry. But I don't think I deserved the silent treatment. I can't handle being ignored Bailey. Not by you. I've been insane all day. You still won't talk to me. I can't stand that! Why won't you talk to me? Do you have any idea how much I'm into you? Do you have any idea how miserable I've been today? Tonight? Please, baby, please talk to me." I wouldn't have known he was drunk by anything other than the way he was letting his guard down. As he spilled the words out, I knew that he was right, he may not be stumbling or slurring but he was drunk alright.
"Brett, I'm not sure what to say. You were right, okay? You were right.", I whispered as I turned left in response to the voice on the GPS.
He sighed in content and then said,"I've missed that voice, baby. You have no idea how much I've missed that voice." I giggle in response because I'm shocked that it's my voice and not what I said that's making his day. I had just told him he was right and all he could say was he'd missed my voice, wow.
"You don't care that I just said you were right?", I say smiling at him.
"Oh baby, I knew I was right and I knew you knew it too but I was afraid you wouldn't speak to me again. You know killing the messenger thing and all." he said running his fingers down my arm. "You are beautiful Bailey. Do you know that? Have I told you that?"
"Oh Mr. Corbett, you are drunk.", I say laughing.
He closes his eyes and smiles,"Listen to that laugh. I've missed that laugh."
I laugh and punch him softly in the arm and he opens his eyes looking at me with the sexy smile. "I remember promises of you and the hood of my car."
"I can't believe after seeing me there tonight that you'd still be interested in all that.", I say sarcastically as I make another left.
"I'm not sure there's anything you could say or do that would make me not interested in you Bailey Lane. I heard a song today that described how was feeling. I've listened to it over and over. Let me play it for you. It's a country song but it's Keith Urban so it's not that country. You in?"
"Getting into your head? Definitely! I'd love to know what you're thinking Brett Corbett.", I say with a smile. He turns it on and the music embraces me as I listen Keith Urban's sexy voice sing about getting used to the pain. My heart speeds up when I hear him say,"Every step I take, I get a little less afraid of giving into love." I look at Brett and he's smiling at me as he sings the song. What's he saying exactly? When the same line comes around again, Brett runs his finger down my cheek and he's starring intently at me. I feel warmth spread through my body and I suddenly love this song. I love what Keith is saying and I love that Brett is saying it to me. I smile and squeeze his hand. Yes, there's a scar and there's always gonna be. But it does get better and maybe together, Brett and I can get through the pain of our past hurt.

The song ends and Brett looks at me with uncertainty on his face,"Do you hear me Bailey? Do you agree? Do you feel that way about me?" He's holding his breath and I'm so shocked by it. How could someone he'd just seen at Plan B make him feel this way? I'm thrown by it.
"Yes, Brett, I do feel that way about you.", I whisper in response. He sags in the seat in relief, a goofy grin on his face. My face splits in a huge smile as I try not to laugh at him. He's so out of control of himself and it's comical. I wonder how he'll respond in the morning when he remembers but I shake it off. I'm going to enjoy him tonight, while I have him like this.
"I didn't think you did after today, baby. I thought you were done with me and you know what? I was shocked by how that made me feel. It made me crazy, insane, getting drunk kinda crazy. You have no idea how long it's been since I've been drunk."
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel that way Brett. I just couldn't talk about it. I'm not sure I can now. I'll get upset and cry. I've become such a crybaby since I've met you.", I say laughing.
"I make you cry?", he says hurt in his voice.
"No. Not you. Seeing what I've become. It's just you make me see that and it's painful.", I say shrugging my shoulders.
"Oh baby, we're going to get you back on your feet. You'll see. And if you need to cry, cry, just please don't shut me out. I honestly can't take that. I can take the crying better and you know how well I handle that." We both laugh at that. Finally I turning into an oak tree lined driveway. We come to a huge gate and he gives me the code. The driveway winds to the left and then to the right before a huge, mansion of a house comes into view. It's lights up in the dark night and it takes my breath as I gaze in wonder at it. So this is the house, the house where both of the men in my life grew up. I can't believe I'm here. He tells me to turn left down a narrow lane and we circle around to the back of the house, where there is a small circular drive. We get out and he takes me by the hand as he leads me down a stone path enclosed in flowers and shrubs. He leads me under a flower covered arch that fills the night with the sweetest smell. The path continues to a patio with a hammock and a table with two chairs. Taking his keys from me, he unlocks two french doors and then leads the way into what I assume is his room. We enter a sitting room with a couch and two chairs facing a huge television with a table in the middle. He puts his keys on the table as I scan the enormous navy and white room. The furniture is plush and looks so inviting as if it beckons for you to sink down in it's navy cushions. He takes me by the hand and leads me to the largest bedroom I've ever seen with tall ceilings and the biggest skylight I've ever seen over the bed. It gives the illusion that you are outside as you gaze up at the stars. It takes my breath and I can't take my eyes off of it. I can feel his eyes on me but I can't stop looking up at the night sky above our heads.
He pulls me to him then hugging me against him as he buries his head in my hair. I hear him inhale and he groans softly in his throat. He pulls away taking my coat off. "I've wanted to do this all night, baby.", he says as his hands run under my short skirt to my behind. He kisses me then passionately as he presses me against him. I forget the night sky then as I feel his erection against me and I kiss him back just as passionately, my fingers in his hair. He lets me go and then ties my shirt back up the way I'd worn it all night, lust written all over his face. He looks me from head to toe taking in the short shirt, the exposed midriff, the short skirt that falls way too low under my belly button, down to the white thigh high stockings, he shudders and says,"You are beautiful. Have I told you that? I want to be the only one that ever sees you like this again. Promise me.", he grabs me by the chin then and stares adamantly into my eyes.
"I promise," I whisper desire flooding my brain. With a growl he's kissing me again and lifting me up. I encircle him with my arms and my legs pressing against him as we both pant in our need. He puts me down and pulls away again. I'm breathless and almost fall without him holding me up.
"Undress for me Bailey or I'm going to rip that shirt off of you.", he says through clenched teeth the look in his eyes making me groan out loud.
"Rip it off then.", I say as I lunge myself at him, my hands under his shirt, my mouth on his. He moans and then he rips my shirt off me which makes us both moan, he undoes my bra as I unbutton his shirt frantically, our mouths never leaving each other. I finally manage to get his shirt off and the feel of his skin on mine takes me to a whole new level of desire. I begin to fumble with his pants trying to undo them, he is fumbling with my panties when I hear a ripping sound and I know I'm down another pair of panties. He's kissing my neck and then my chest, my breasts, my stomach, he lifts my skirt and inhales as he spreads my legs widely and looks at me exposed. I'm writhing underneath his gaze willing him to touch me, I'm panting and moaning but he just looks at me. "God, you're beautiful Bailey.", he says wonder in his voice before he takes me in his mouth.,"You taste so good baby.", he says and then he's licking me, and sucking on me. I'm lifting myself up to meet his mouth, my fingers in his hair and I try to restrain the urge I have to push him down closer to me but I fail and he groans as I get carried away. I'm lost in the sensation of his tongue on me there and I feel myself starting to gather. He sucks on me then and I lose myself completely, his fingers enter me as I climax and contract around his fingers. "Oh baby", I hear him say. I suddenly want him in my mouth, I want it so much. I get on my knees and crawl down the bed to where he's standing trying to unbutton his pants. He looks at me suddenly realizing my intentions. I look at him as I undo his pants, he's panting now. He helps me pull them down never taking his eyes off me. I look up at him as I lick the tip of his penis and he groans, his fingers in my hair. I take him into my mouth, still looking up at him and he closes his eyes with a moan. I hold him with one hand as I take him in and out of my mouth. I suck on him and he grabs me by the hair and pushes into my mouth. I'm sucking on him and moving up and down, I love him in my mouth. I don't want to stop but he says "I don't want to come in your mouth Bailey. Stop." I stop and remove my skirt. I'm naked now except for my stockings. He's standing before me completely naked and I take in the sight of him. He is one beautiful man. He kisses me then as I'm on my knees before him. Taking me by the hips, he pulls me toward him and I fall back on the bed. He's holding my hips up and then he's entering me as he stands by the bed. Oh to feel him inside me is heaven. He's moving slowly in and out making me crazy. I want him faster and harder. But he keeps the slow rhythm going. He flips me over suddenly onto my stomach and pulls my hips towards him again. This time he plunges into me hard, making me cry out in pleasure. He is so deep this way and I love the feeling of him filling me like that. On and on it goes, the pleasure finally builds for us both and we meet as we come together in a earth shattering explosion that leaves us both trembling and exhausted. He falls on the bed beside me as we try to catch our breath. He pulls me closer to him and I lay my head on his chest as he rubs my back. He kisses my hair, pops me on the butt and says,"You hungry?"
Suddenly I'm starving. "Yes, I'm starving."
He kisses me before he gets up to get dressed. I just stare at him as he crosses the room to the dresser and pulls out a pair of sweats. He shakes his head at me, his face breaking into a huge grin,"What you looking at?"
"Oh, I'm just looking at dessert."I say with a smile as my eyes rake his body from head to toe. I pout when he pulls the pants up covering my favorite part of his anatomy. He smiles at me and walks over, pulling me off the bed and to my feet. He kisses me and whispers,"Don't pout baby, I'm all yours."
He leaves me to go scrounge up some food as he puts it. I just lay there reeling at drunken Brett's words. I walk to his dresser eventually because I have no clothes to wear. I put on a pair of his boxers and one of his t shirts and finally make my way into the sitting room. He's standing at a door I hadn't noticed when I walked in talking to a beautiful, exotic looking brunette. She's dressed in a silky robe that's partially open revealing that she's wearing nothing underneath. She's holding a tray of food, a bottle of wine and two wine glasses. I stand there in shock.
"Mr. Corbett, forgive me! I thought...well, I thought."
"I know what you thought and I'm sorry Angeline. I should have made myself more clear. Um, thanks for the food and wine. That will be all.", Brett mutters taking the food and wine from her.
"Mr. Corbett, please don't send me away. It's been a really long time. I miss you.", she whispers as she opens the robe for his viewing pleasure.
He sets the food down at a nearby table and turns to face her. Neither of them have noticed I'm here witnessing their exchange. He runs his hand through his hair, his shoulders falling slightly. He takes a deep breath and walks back to her. He closes her robe and says,"Angeline, I'm sorry, I really am but I've found someone. I'm really into this girl ok? She's in the other room and I can't have you messing things up. You knew there was never anything serious between us. Now please, go."
I watch in horror as tears slide down her cheeks and she hugs herself while nodding her head. "Am I fired?", she whispers.
"No. But understand me when I say, it's over between us, ok. I'm sorry Angeline but it won't happen again."
She nods her head and looks up at him clearly in pain,"Mr. Corbett, I know it was just sex to you but it never was just sex to me." She turns and walks away crying loudly as she goes. He closes the door, his shoulders sagging, I hear him mutter, "Dammit." and I notice his fists are clenched at his side. Slowly he turns and shock is all over his face when he sees me standing there. I smile weakly at him but look quickly away. My instincts are screaming at me to leave this guy alone. He hurts every girl he touches. How many of this same scenario have I witnessed? I'll be next. I know that. He's into me, fine, but for how long?