Choices

by Annie Brewer

  “Let me at least brush my teeth before you get up in my stinky face.” I mumble into the pillow.

  “Babe, I don’t care about that. You always smell like cherries to me.” I can’t help the snort laugh that escapes my throat as I bury my head underneath my pillow.

  “You’re freakin’ crazy Carter.”

  “Come on and get dressed. We’ll be late.” I peer over my bed at my nightstand and glance at the clock.

  Nine-thirty. I moan under my breath.

  “What could I possibly be late for this early on a Saturday?” I ask, questioningly. A wide grin lights up his face.

  “I’m going to teach you to drive a stick, my sweet girl.” I raise my eye brows in surprise.

  “And why can’t we do that later? Do you have to make an appointment? Are we taking a class? Is it really wise to teach a pregnant girl to drive a stick shift? I’m not the brightest girl out there and I’m quite clumsy.” He smirks at me as I sit up, pulling the covers up to my chest and hugs my knees. I cover my mouth when a yawn slips out.

  “So many questions. First of all, no we’re not taking a class and there’s no appointment. I just thought a day out with you, teaching you something fun would be great for both of us. And we won’t be going on any hills so there’s nothing to worry about. We’ll take things slow.” He stands up and reaches the door, turning around he says, “I’m going to be downstairs to give you some time to get ready. Don’t go back to sleep.” I do the whole salute thing with my right hand and then fall back on my bed for a few more minutes before getting ready for such an adventure. I can’t help the smile that touches my lips. No one has ever taken the time to teach me to drive. Maybe they know I’m a bad learner, easily distracted and have no patience, but the thought of Carter wanting to teach me makes me giddy inside.

  I jump out of my bed, get dressed in some black sweats, a long sleeved Old Navy t-shirt and lock myself in the bathroom to freshen up. My hair is a mess. I brush the tangles out and put it up in a ponytail. Once I’m satisfied, or at least look decent, I head downstairs.

  “This is going to be interesting. You’re really doing us a favor Carter, thanks.” I walk into the kitchen where my mother and father are talking to my boyfriend.

  “At least he’s taking the time to teach me, unlike some people.” They all jump, startled at my entrance.

  “Hi sweetie. We were just talking about how we’re grateful that he is taking the time to teach you. You know your father has less patience than he used to have. Are you ready to learn? I’m certain you’ll have a great experience.” I shoot my mother a puzzled look. Why are they so adamant about me learning to drive anyway-and all of a sudden? There’s something fishy going on but I just shrug and pour a glass of milk. My father pats my shoulder almost causing me to spill my drink.

  “You’ll love it darling. I hope you pay attention and really listen to Carter as he’s giving you instructions. I know how you can be a bit distracted or become bored easily. But he’s doing you a favor.” Right, because it was my idea to get up on Saturday morning and drive in my state.

  “Daddy, is it really wise to teach me to drive when I’m over six months pregnant? I mean why now?”

  “Now, now he thought it would be nice for you to learn. It could be fun. Be good.” He kisses my forehead and leaves the kitchen.

  Carter gives me a kiss and then washes his coffee cup out and sets it in the sink. “Ready?” I grab my phone from the island and sent Meg a quick text. Maybe she can tell me what’s going on.

  Me: Hey, are you awake?

  Meg: Yes, why, are you? I stare at my phone wondering why she would ask me that when clearly I am awake since I texted her.

  Me: No, it was my ghost texting you.

  Meg: Oh, well what does ghost Gracie want?

  Me: My family is acting weird.

  Meg: How so?

  Me: Who learns to drive at nine-thirty in the morning on a Saturday? Seriously.

  Meg: Plenty of people, I’m sure. That is highly doubtful, but whatever. I get another text before I’m able to respond. I can’t talk right now. Text me later. I’m dying to see how your stick shift lesson goes.

  Me: Ten-four

  I grab my purse and turn my attention to my mother and Carter staring at me. “What?”

  “Who was that?” My mother pries. I scowl at her nosy attitude. Have I woken up in some crazy alternate reality? My family has gone crazy.

  “It was Meg if you must know. Apparently this is normal among people.” My mom just smiles at me and rubs my back.

  “Okay, well we’re off. Wish me luck.” Carter announces as we’re walking out the door and he winks at me. Wish him luck? I’m the pregnant one here. To be honest, I’m a little nervous about the whole thing.

  “Whose car is this?” I point to the red Honda Civic parked in the street in front of my house. I give a questioning look to Carter. He leans casually against the door, crossing his arms. His hair blows in his face in the chilly wind. He’s wearing dark jeans, a beige sweater and worn out sneakers. I have to turn away to hide my blush that heats up my face.

  “It was my dad’s. I fixed it up shortly after he passed.”

  “Your dad liked Hondas?”

  “Yes. And mustangs. You getting in or are you just going to stand out here and gawk at the car all day? Let’s go learn.” He opens my door and after a few moments of staring at him, I finally get in.

  The inside is pretty clean. The seats are worn out, like there’s been plenty of use in it. But considering it’s been around for a while, it looks decent.

  “What was he like?” Carter keeps his eyes on the road but I can see his jaw tense and then I think maybe that was the wrong thing to ask.

  “He was a great man. He took me on many fishing trips and I even went hunting one year with him when I was ten. I wasn’t a fan of it, but he liked squirrel, rabbit and deer hunting. I only went once and it was dove season.” I start to picture little Bambi getting shot and it makes me sad. I’m a big sap when it comes to animals, even though I haven’t had many growing up, not even dogs.

  “I’d like to learn to shoot a gun.” Carter glances at me for a second, an uncertain expression on his face. “Yes, I said exactly what you heard.” He scratches the back of his neck as I look out the window.

  “Why are you interested in shooting a gun?”

  “Well, I’m a mother-to-be and I want to learn how to use one incase I ever need it. Not that I ever want to use it. But you never know. And I’ve always been curious how they work. My father always kept his guns locked away and would never let me near them.” We pass by a bunch of trees and grass, nothing special.

  “Well he was a smart man. But if you really want to learn how to shoot a gun, maybe one day I’ll take you to the driving range.” I smile.

  “That would be…interesting. I suppose I could make a list of all the things I want to do that no one has ever thought about or wanted to teach me and maybe you can be the one to. The list could get long though.”

  “No problem. I’ll help you cross off as many as possible.” I glance down at his hand as it rests on the gear shift, trying to memorize the numbers labeled atop. It looks simple enough. I maneuver my body to get comfortable, thanking God I’m not too big yet.

  “Where are we going?”

  “To an abandoned parking lot. It’s a place my father taught me to drive. But don’t worry, there are no hills. There is a nice view of a lake nearby.” All I see is green and a wooded area. But as we drive a little further, I see a huge parking lot coming into view on my right, almost where a big company building was occupied once. He pulls the car into a space and shuts off the engine. The parking lot is one big square, perfect for driving lessons. Across from us, though surrounded by trees is a lake where I’m assuming people fish.

  We sit in silence, staring at each other. He’s probably waiting for me to be excited about this experience, which I am a little more now.

  “Okay, so do we just sit here
and stare at each other all day or do you want me to actually learn something?” He smirks at me and moves closer and its close enough for his breath to tickle my cheek. “I’d stare at you all day long if I could.” He kisses my nose and opens his door. “Okay, let’s get to it.”

  Chapter 38

  He opens my door and helps me up out of my seat. “You sure this is okay to be doing this?”

  “Yes, you’re going to be fine. Quit worrying. It’s not like I am asking you to do flips or something.” I pass him and get in the driver’s side, carefully lowering myself in the seat.

  “Okay, seat belt.” He says. I shake my head. Of course I have to put my seat belt on. I wasn’t born in a barn. But I obey.

  I strap my belt and sit there, ready for his next set of directions. “Okay, first thing’s first. You have to know where everything is located. Obviously, it’s different than your automatic cars. So starting with the clutch pedal, show me where it is.” I look down and see that there are three things to push down on as opposed to just the two that I am used to. But I know the pedal on the left-hand side is what is added.

  “Here.” I tap my foot on the pedal gently.

  “Yes, that’s the clutch pedal. Do you know what it’s used for?” I shake my head truthfully. My guess is in between gear changes but I don’t tell him. I’d rather him tell me what it is, he’s the teacher.

  “Okay, you use it when you are moving up or down from one gear to another. Now in automatics you have neutral, where the car is idle. For standard, it’s the same in the sense that it doesn’t go anywhere, and you can rev the engine; but it won’t move.” I sit there trying to digest all the information, in hopes I can remember it all when it comes time to put it in motion.

  “Are you following me so far?” I nod and it’s a partial lie. But I think I can handle it.

  “Okay…the reverse gear has more range than the other gears. You can’t go too fast.” He looks down at the floorboard and points. “Show me where the gas pedal is.” I roll my eyes at the obvious answer and lightly tap on it.

  “Okay good. The gas pedal is pretty easy, and quit rolling your eyes at me; I’m just going over everything including the stuff you should already know. Don’t over-accelerate or you’ll eventually wear it out quicker. Guys like to do that when they are trying to show off and act like bad asses but then it comes back to bite them later.” I can’t help but find his mouth sensual as his lips are moving, explaining the rules to me. The fullness is a little hard to look away from. I quickly look away to avoid looking stupid. I start picking at the steering wheel cover, finding a distraction.

  Silence. I bite my lip.

  I peek up at him through my eye lashes and catch his amused expression. He turns his body all the way around, sitting in the seat backwards, knees up to his chest. “Why did you stop talking?”

  “Because you stopped listening.”

  “I’m sorry. You were distracting. I couldn’t stop looking at your mouth without thinking naughty thoughts.” I instantly cover my mouth, hiding my embarrassment. Where did that boldness come from? Carter quirks his eyebrows at me and grins. My face heats up and probably turns a shade of red.

  “If you want, I could stick a bag over my head, would that help?” He’s trying to be serious but I can see he’s enjoying this, hiding a smile.

  “No, I’m pretty sure it wouldn’t matter what you had over your head, I would still be distracted.”

  “We can continue this lesson later if you prefer.” I laugh as he leans in and kisses me. Right before he tries to sneak his tongue in my mouth, I hold my hand out and push his chest back slightly.

  “Let’s get back to the lesson. I want to learn and I want you to teach me. And I love you for caring enough to want to.” I place my hand over his left cheek and graze his skin with my thumb. He smiles and kisses my hair

  “Okay, so as long as you learn the basics the rest won’t be too difficult. Let’s go over…wait the reverse. I forgot about reverse. It can be sneaky and will jump out at you. Push down on the shift lever but don’t do this unless you’re completely stopped.” I watch as he demonstrates.

  “You know, I always thought it was cool to see people shake the shifter, I’m guessing while they are changing gears. It always looked like the car was spazzing. Sorry, I just thought I’d throw that out there.”

  “Um, yes I can see that I guess.” He looks at me like I’ve lost my mind. Maybe I have.

  “Have you ever done it in a car? Like in the back seat? Or even the front seat?” Taken aback, he looks up and gapes at me. What the hell is wrong with me? Oh yeah, pregnancy side effect.

  “Wow, you’re a hormonal crazed woman aren’t you?” I laugh and bang my head against the head rest a few times.

  “Sorry. These damn hormones are ruining your wonderful lesson. I blame the hormones. I blame being a girl and being pregnant at that. Oh Lord, that’s not like me Carter, just forget everything I’m saying.” I cover my face embarrassed. I’m not one to blurt shit out like this but I can’t help but like this fearless girl that’s taking over. She really surprises me. Carter doesn’t seem to mind her either. He takes my hand and kisses my palm, while keeping his eyes locked on mine. My stomach does a happy flip.

  “Relax; you know I find this side of you to be really sexy and then the embarrassed side to be really cute. Quit freaking out. But if you really want to know…yes I have.” I’m not surprised by that fact. Who wouldn’t want to take this amazing guy in the back seat and have their way with him? They’d have to be dumb not to. And in this moment, I want nothing more than to drag him over the console and in the small back space and show him a good time.

  “Um, okay so when do I put it into drive?” I ask, looking for a distraction.

  “Well, maybe today we just cover the basics and we can come back another time to continue with the next step. That way it’s not too overwhelming for you.” I study the gears. It’s silent and I feel a shift in the car that is palpable to both of us. I swallow some saliva, licking my lips while wondering what Carter is thinking.

  “Are you comfortable enough with the gears?” I nod, unable to use my voice. I look up at Carter looking back at me with such intensity. “How are you feeling?” He asks, gently rubbing my belly. And aside from the butterflies taking flight there, I feel great. But I can’t help but feel something else is about to happen.

  “Fine.” I answer quietly. His hand slows its pace, almost stopping and our gazes meet. My heart beat picks up and his lips lift on one side. I feel my breathing become uneven and my lips dry. I can’t help my eyes landing on his mouth again, wanting them to touch me, kiss my skin.

  “Do you want…” I grab his face and kiss him fiercely before he can finish his thought. He rests one hand on the seat holding him in place, while his other hand travels from my hair to my back. “Okay, lesson over.” He whispers against my mouth. A chuckle escapes my throat.

  Now, normally I’d just throw myself in the seat and have some fun, but I don’t think Kylie would appreciate me bouncing her around. I have to be more cautious, which puts a damper on my plan of attack. He kisses my neck and collar bone as my hands travel up and down his hard chest. My body is screaming for his touch, begging for me to get closer. “Carter.” He lifts his eyes to look at me, “Back seat?”

  “Are you sure you want to?” I shake my head, a little too enthusiastically. “But the back seat is so small. It wouldn’t be very comfortable.”

  “Are you calling me fat?” I ask jokingly. Right away he appears to be offended, shaking his head slowly. I instantly assure him I meant nothing by it. He kisses me again, trailing his lips down my neck and right above my breastbone. I can feel the need from my body and I know he can feel my heart trying to leap out of my chest with every beat it makes. We kiss a kiss that brings out a groan from deep within my chest.

  Beep! Beep! Beep!

  We both break apart reluctantly. Carter scoffs and grabs his phone to check the text. His brows furrow and h
e itches his head.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “My sister. She needs me. Perfect timing huh?” I pout my bottom lip. He kisses it, and tucks a few stray strands of hair behind my ear. His fingertip lingers on my cheek causing me to shiver from his touch. “I’m sorry to ruin this moment. Normally I wouldn’t hesitate to throw you in the back seat but we can’t do that yet. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him hard.

  “I know. That’s why I can’t help loving you and your sexy thoughtful self.”

  “We’ll come back and resume our driving lesson. But Cassie needs me to help her with something. And she doesn’t ask for my help often so when she does, you know it’s important.”

  “Oh I know. And that is totally fine. She’s family and when family is in need, you answer. While I love the idea of resuming our driving lesson because you’re such a great teacher, I’d like to come back and finish our recent “lesson”; you know the more educational lesson.” I smile sexily. He grabs my hand and squeezes, giving me a reassuring smile.

  “Thank you for understanding Gracie. And yes, that lesson will definitely need our attention again, but not in the back seat of a Honda. Maybe in the bed of a truck.” I hug him to me and kiss him once more before getting out switching places with him. My heart is soaring and I feel like I’m flying. How can one person make another so incredibly happy without even really trying?

  “I hope she’s okay. Your sister, I mean. I hope everything is okay.”

  “She’s fine. I’m sure, it’s nothing.”

  “Do you want me to come with you?” He smiles but shakes his head.

  “I love your kind heart. But I think you should go home and rest. I did get you out of bed kind of early. We’ll get together later, I promise.”

  “It was worth it Carter. Getting up early, it was more than worth it.” I fold my hands in my lap and rest my head on the head rest.

  “Maybe we can go into downtown Dallas later, if you want.” I consider this for a moment, even though I hate going there. I always get lost and it’s just too big for a small girl like me.