Our next stop was a shoe store, and I now officially own my first pair of tennis shoes and sandals. No more pumps and heels for this girl.
Ghost
We got all the papers signed for the new clubhouse and shop. We then decide to head over to the new clubhouse, which used to be a bank to get some measurements so we can get started on the renovations. Walking into the structure you come into what used to be the lobby. It still has the bank teller stations, so I make notes that those will need to be ripped out. There was already a boardroom on the main floor which will be a great meeting room for the club. We want to rip out the walls that had separate offices except for two that we’ll leave for Kid and Ryder. Once we open up the main floor, we can use the former lobby as the main room and then the area that we open up will be where the bar can be built. The bank was a smaller, old town bank so it’s not fancy but has some historical aspects to it which we want to keep.
We head upstairs and see that there are tons of individual offices that we assume were rented out to other local businesses at one time. The reason I say this is because there are still plaques on the doors with the business names. One used to be a lawyer’s office which is the biggest, so it naturally will go to Kid. As the Prez he gets the biggest space available. He’ll have his own living room and it already has a full bathroom attached so there will be no communal showers for him.
The other rooms are big enough so that we can install bathrooms so that all the officers are given the opportunity to not have to share either. We can either add half baths to the rest or add full baths. We’ve decided to let them decide on if they’d prefer to do that or keep the funds and add one huge bathroom upstairs to be shared. If we do add a communal bathroom, however, they’ll lose the sitting area that is upstairs and they won’t have a media room, which is where the Ol’ ladies usually hang while meetings or lockdown occurs.
Either way, we have the funds set aside and it will be functional whichever way they choose. I notice for the tenth time today my phone vibrating in my pocket so I pull it out. What I see puts a smile on my face, Skylar has sent me photos of Bristol and her shopping day. I’ve never seen such a big smile on her face, and that makes being without her overnight worth it for me. I never realized I could miss someone so much as I do her.
I simply send her back a thank you text.
Chapter 8
Bristol
After a full day of shopping I am wiped out. My feet hurt and my back is aching, but I wouldn’t have changed this day for anything. We ate dinner at a Tex-Mex restaurant and it was great to sit and relax for a few minutes. The ride home is where things got interesting, meaning the interrogation of Ghost and myself starts.
“So,” Sky starts, “Bristol, anything to report on the relationship of you and Ghost?”
“What relationship?” I ask trying to avoid this conversation.
“Oh please, we all see the way ya’ll are with each other. The looks when you guys think no one else is watching. The secret talks you two have, plus the whole ‘you’re mine’ statement he made not too long ago.” She gives me the stink eye as she asks. “We’re not inept to those, Bristol. So, spill already what’s going on with you two?”
“Nothing...yet. We’re just talking and getting to know each other right now. There’s a lot that’s fucked up in my head that I need to straighten out.”
Kori speaks up, “You know there’s no getting away from him...right? Once these guys say the word ‘mine’ that’s all she wrote. There is no escaping that, no matter how much you try.”
“Can we calm down a second here? I’m not deciding anything until I figure out who I am without being controlled by my parents. I want a career and to explore things that I never dreamed I would be able to. I’m not saying I don’t want a relationship with Ghost, I just want to be able to take some time getting there.”
“Good luck,” Sky singsongs, as if she knows something I don’t. Not that it would surprise me, there seems to be a lot I don’t know that I’m discovering.
“We’ve got your back in whatever you decide,” Riley tells me.
“Sure, do babe,” Sadie says.
“Word of advice though,” Sky butts in, “Ghost is a really good guy and you’d be lucky to be with him. Let him help and guide you, he can help you find those things you feel are missing from your life. Hell, he’d probably be your biggest support system in finding yourself and what it is exactly you want in life.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” I tell her, and I mean it. I can see him helping me grow as a person and finding my way. Now that we’ve been talking about it, I’m excited to explore more than just me, I’m deliriously excited to learn about what we could be too. “I’m not going to hold back from him anymore,” I announce, “I do like him—a lot, and I can’t wait to see if there actually can be an us.”
“Atta girl”, “Amen” and “Thank the lord,” I hear in unison which causes me to giggle out loud. I’ve never giggled before and it feels good. I want to do more of it so I do, I lose myself in my giggles and eventually after the girls look at me as if I’ve lost my mind, they join in. Hysteria seems to be extremely contagious. We laugh so hard at absolutely nothing that my stomach aches by the time my fit comes to an end.
By the time we make it back to the hotel, I’m ready for a shower and to crash. We all make our way towards our suite and pile into our rooms. Seems everybody has the same idea as I do. Time to call it a night. I take the fastest shower in history and then climb into my bed and pass clear out.
I wake up the next morning and check the time on my phone. I notice I have a missed text from Ghost but noticing the time I realize we only have an hour until check out time. I’ll have to reply to his message from the road. I get up and rush around to get dressed and make sure I have my bags from our shopping trip folded and packed in my suitcase. Then I get my make-up done, hair and teeth brushed, and I’m ready to join the ladies in the living room.
“Hey sleepy head, we were fixing to come check on you,” Riley tells me.
“I must have been really tired,” I yawn out.
“Busy day yesterday,” Kori says, “Let’s get the car loaded down then we can hit the diner in town on our way out.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.” We gather all of our luggage and purchases and load up the vehicle. Once all of our belongings and ourselves are loaded up I pull out my phone to check out Ghost’s text.
Ghost: 12:01 am—Thinkin of you, hope you had a good day with the girls.
I smile once I read his text and try to come up with something cutesy to respond with. Nothing coming to mind so I reply with a standard text message.
Me: 10: 59 am—I had a fantastic time. The girls always make me feel part of the group. Can we talk when I get back? Xoxoxo
I get a simple text in return. Just like he is, simple but to the point.
Ghost: 11:02 am—I’ll be here.
Chapter 9
Ghost
We had planned on hitting the road early this morning so I had set my alarm for six am. I was disappointed to see I hadn’t had a return text all night. We made it home around ten after stopping for breakfast and fuel. When I finally got her return text, I felt like a boulder had been lifted from my shoulders. She was safe and sound and that’s all I needed to know. I am a little concerned about what talk she’s wanting to have. If she thinks after all this she’s leaving with the rest of the group she’s sorely mistaken.
I won’t—no, I can’t let her go. I need her to breathe, I feel alive around her and that’s something I’ve been missing my entire life. One foot in front of the other is how I feel I’ve gone through life. Now, I feel like I take leaps and bounds. I’m not willing to let that go, if she’s planning on leaving, the Templeton charter better plan on one extra brother moving with them. I won’t stay here without her.
My anxiety is at an all-time high, I need a distraction until she gets here. I decide to clean my room to pass the time. I didn’t realize how
much shit had accumulated in my room until I grabbed a trash bag and started throwing away trash. Beer bottles, chip bags and other things that have been hidden from view for a long time it seems since I haven’t had sex in over six months. Since the day I met her. It seems she’s not only stolen my heart but my dick’s activities as well.
That thought stops me dead in my tracks. Has it really been six months since I started self-servicing myself? At least I stayed loyal to her, every single stroke of my dick has been to thoughts of her. Damn, I’m going soft for an itty-bitty thing of a girl who hasn’t even let it be known if there will even be an us. I sit on my bed and think about her beauty. Her long dark raven hair that falls mid-back, always makes me daydream about grabbing that luscious mane and going to town while it’s in my grip.
Her full lips make me want to get to my knees and beg her for a kiss...in all kinds of different places. Shit, just thinking about looking down and seeing those lips wrapped around my cock while seeing those sky-blue eyes looking back up at me, is getting me hard as fuck. She has this pear-shaped figure with hips that don’t stop for days. She is the perfect specimen of a woman and the way every woman’s body should be. Not skin and bones but with some meat on her. I don’t want some skinny minnie that can’t take the fucking I like.
I’m not an easy lover so I’ve been told, I am who I am and I will not apologize or change my ways. I hope Bristol can take me and grow with me. Speaking of growing I need to take care of this problem before I have any type of serious conversation with my girl. Needing a shower anyways from working up a sweat cleaning, I head to the bathroom across the hallway and lock the door. No interruptions needed while taking care of my...issue.
Once I get the water to the perfect temperature I grab my shower items from my drawer and get a towel set over the shower curtain bar. I have no idea what the real word for it is, so I go with what I know and call it what I want. I step inside and am immediately relaxed from the warm water hitting my skin. I grab my shower gel and get a good lathering built between my hands. The first touch of my hand on my cock has me moaning. I pull up my mental picture of Bristol on her knees before me and let my imagination go to town.
I start slowly stroking my dick from root to tip and immediately have some pre-cum dripping from the head of my cock. Fuck yes that feels good, I see her on her knees before me with her naturally pink lips stretched wide around my cock. She bobs her head a few times before taking her mouth off me completely, and starts licking me up and down my shaft. She grabs my balls with her left hand and rolls them in her petite hand. I take my balls in my left hand repeating the image and roll them while slightly tugging for added pressure. I continue to stroke myself with my right hand. I can feel the pressure building from my spine and continuing through my cock. I blow my load with my beautiful sweet cheeks still ever so present in my mind.
Feeling relaxed and temporarily sated I finish my shower, get out, dry off and get dressed. While leaving the bathroom I see her standing in the hallway across from where I just exited. The look on her face tells me she heard me bellow out her name while I found my release. Her face is bright red and she has a huge smile on her face. She may be embarrassed but I can tell she’s happy it’s her name I called. I do a mental fist pump knowing she feels this way. We can grow from these feelings.
“Have a good shower?” she asks me.
“Fuck yeah, sweet cheeks,” I answer causing her face to flame brighter.
Chapter 10
Bristol
When we arrive at the clubhouse I’m anxious to find Ghost so I run to my room to drop off my bags and make my way out to find him. I didn’t see him when I got here in the main room so I go to his room searching for him. There’s no answer when I knock on his door so I keep looking. I hear the shower going across the hall and am hopeful it’s him so I can surprise him when he comes out. I hear moaning and almost leave, I know it’s him because I’d know his voice anywhere. As soon as I turn on my heels to leave the hallway upset that he’s getting pleasure from someone else, I hear him call out my name. “Fuck yes Bristol, that’s right, sweet cheeks.” I can feel my face flame knowing what he’s doing in that room with thoughts of me.
I can feel heat climbing up my cheeks but still can’t seem to force my feet to move so I can flee. I know I have a smile on my face because I can feel my cheeks stretch with it. I lean back against the wall and wait for him to make his departure. Once I hear the shower turn off I can hear him whistling while he’s getting dressed. My heart is beating rapidly while I wait to see him. I can’t believe I ever thought I could wait to be with him until I figured me out. The girls are right, I can do that while exploring where we could go.
The door opens and I’m immediately assaulted with the face of the man I’m falling in love with. Oh yeah, I can’t wait to explore this thing with him.
“Have a good shower?” I ask him and I know my smile is a mile long.
“Fuck yeah, sweet cheeks,” he answers with a smirk on his face. He knows I’ve heard him and he’s enjoying every single second of it.
“Is now a good time to talk?”
“Yes, now is a great time to talk,” he says with a bounce in his step as he makes his way to me. I know what’s going to happen but that doesn’t mean I’m prepared for the feelings it brings out in me. I watch as his right hand comes up and wraps its way around the nape of my neck bringing me closer to him. Once his lips land on mine I experience the best kiss of my life. We devour each other’s mouths with as much gusto as we can. His tongue and lips become one with my own. His lips are softer than they look and I get lost in him. When he pulls back I whimper at the loss, I’ve never felt so connected to one person in my life.
He takes my hand and reaches around me to unlock his door. I hadn’t realized until that moment how close to his bedroom door I was. Once it’s unlocked he opens the door and pulls me inside. I find myself backed up to his door and find his lips on mine once more. We kiss for what feels like hours but in real time it was only a few short minutes.
He pulls back and whispers, “Hi,” in his sexy, deep voice.
“Hi,” I stutter out.
“Wanna talk, sweet cheeks?”
“Yeah.”
“Have a seat wherever you’d like.”
I look around and notice since I’ve been in here that his room is cleaner than usual. Knowing it was for me I smile up at him as I walk over to the bed and take a seat. I pat the bed beside me indicating I want him next to me. He obliges me and takes a seat next to me while taking my hand in his. I feel a shiver run up my spine and look over at him in shock. He must feel something of the same because he winks at me letting me know he felt it too. His smile turns me to mush so I reach over and for the first time instigate a kiss. I’ve never been an instigator, always allowing the man I’m with at the time to take the lead.
My father has set me up a few times with potential suitors and being as lonely as I was, I allowed their advances and let things go further than I probably should have. Loneliness is a strong feeling to have and I always gave into the temporary feeling of having someone near me who wasn’t an everyday contender in my unhappiness. This with Ghost is different on so many levels, I don’t want to touch him or have him touch me to feel something, I want this with him because it’s him. We break away from the kiss and the words, “Thank you,” slips out of my mouth.
“For what, sweet cheeks?” he whispers to me.
“For helping me feel again,” I reply.
“My pleasure, always.”
Chapter 11
Ghost
Her thanking me for helping her feel something makes me puff my chest out in pride. Knowing I’ve done this for her brings out a side of self-gratification within me. I lean over for a soft, quick peck on the lips letting her know what her words mean to me. She’s so beautiful it takes my breath away as she gives me an award-winning smile in return.
“Sweet cheeks, I think we should have that talk you were wantin’
before I get different ideas in my head,” I tell her.
“Right—so, the girls and I were talking...”
I interrupt her with, “Oh shit, that’s always trouble right there.” She slaps me in the bicep and shushes me. I laugh at that, it’s cute her telling me in her own way to quiet down and let her talk. Did I just think cute? I hope my brothers never hear of this, they’ll definitely be revoking my man card.
“Don’t laugh at me Ghost,” she admonishes me.
“Brady,” I tell her.
“Huh?” she asks me.
“My name, it’s Brady and that’s what I want you to call me when we’re alone,” I tell her in all seriousness. I’d love to hear my given name come off those lips.
“Brady...I like it,” she says with all the honesty I can tell she feels.
“I love hearing my name on those lips, sweet cheeks.”
“Feels good knowing your name...Brady.”
“Continue,” I tell her.
“Anyways—like I was saying, the girls and I were talking and they reminded me that in my journey of finding out what I want out of life I could do that with you at my side You know, helping me along the way. That putting you and I on hold will do nothing but delay the inevitable.” I make a mental note to give each of those women a huge hug when I see them next.
“Ya,” I manage to croak out in my excitement.
“Yes, really.”
“So, making sure I’m hearin’ you right, you are willing to give me—us, a real shot at a relationship? Now, not later, am I getting that right?”
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