She was glad that he wanted to spend any time with her, it would have been all too easy for them to find other means to occupy their time. She would glance over at him, never catching his glances of course. He was very handsome and kind to her, and she wanted to keep this peaceful between them, she hopes in time they can get closer.
“Of course I do! You’re great company as well,” she smiled warmly, before looking back out to the garden. It was always so peaceful here, she loved spending her time here. When he asked his question, she turned her head to him. Looking down at his hand, seeing that it was open and inviting her, she smiled sweetly, and placed her hand in his. She looked back at Aldrich as she nodded. “I want that too. I know wars happen, but I wanted us to have peace. Well, if you want to ever practice riding more we can. Normally for me, I read or paint, then I take the long walks in the garden.
“Thank you..I’m really happy to hear that.” Her smile was real sweet and he was relieved to find out she wasn’t unhappy in his company. He heard of stories when arranged marriages ended in nothing but sadness either on both party or just one, but it was great the case wasn’t the same in their case.
Aldrich’s cheek turned even redder once she put her hand into his, he gently wrapped his fingers around her delicate hand, then gently stroked it with his thumb. “It’s good to agree on such matters…and yes! I’d love that very much. I still don’t want to partake in any wars, but learning how to ride properly is quite a must for a prince…would you agree? You paint? Would you paint something for me? I’ll order the servants to fetch you all the necessary tools of course.”
Arthur lay stretched in the yellowed grass, propped up by a rock and his hat low over his eyes. He didn’t know when he fell asleep, but panic set in when he awoke. Flicking his hat away, he snatched the shotgun by his leg. The sun was already up. And there was movement behind him.
Swearing under his breath, Arthur turned to look at the camp. Some of the tents were open, displaying sleeping outlaws. Arthur could even make out Hosea from where he sat. It was a clear shot for a lawman. Arthur swore again, pushing himself to his feet. He could never live with himself if the old man got shot on his watch.
Cracking his back, he checked his dinged pocket watch. Four-thirty? Damn, these summer days were getting longer every year.
He figured maybe it was Pearson or Grimshaw moving around camp. They were the only fools who got up this early. But as Arthur squinted into the distance, he recognised the scrawny new boy.
The horses stomped and nickered as Arthur headed into the centre of camp. There was snoring from the Reverend’s direction.
Arthur only briefly stopped by a barrel of midge-filled water to splash his face. ‘Mornin’.’ He rubbed water over his neck, watching the new boy for his reaction. The kid was still a mystery to him. They were close in age, sure. And the kid was capable of doing what was needed. But Arthur hadn’t spent much time with him to form his own judgement.
It was pretty easy to hear that one of them just woken up in that quiet setting. For now Sven didn’t bother to check who it was as he just rested his eyes on the passing by clouds, and enjoyed the comfortable position he was lying in. He’d have heard any stranger approaching their camp either on foot or horse, so he was pretty laid back, even if he had his back turned at the others. Just in case his pistol was of course in its holder at the side of his belt.
“Morning, Arthur.” He looked back now with a friendly smile on his face. Even against all what happened in the past he never lost his good spirit nor his friendliness. Although it seemed the gang’s members maybe didn’t find it endearing, but it didn’t break down Sven’s mood. “It’s the dog days of summer, ain’t it?” He tried to initiate conversations, not just with Arthur but so far it seemed none of them were wobblin’ jaw.
“Do ya’ know what we’re gonna do today? Not to complain but I’m always the last one to find out about it.” He was new to the gang, so he understood if they didn’t 100% trust him, but he hoped eventually he’d earn it, after all he’s been nothing but hardworking and trustworthy so far.
Had she been more sober, she would have been thanking him profusely. And maybe she was, but with the slurring and retching sounds she was making it was difficult for her to determine if she was. She instead lay back and remained cooperative, though she had a pretty goofy smile on her face the entire time. She shook her head and pouted when he offered her a glass of water, but she eventually took a few sips before pushing his hand away from her. “He drives a….car!”
Her response made her giggle uncontrollably, and she tried pulling him closer like she thought he was her old oversized teddy bear, Moose. “Blue car with…um…headlights, and a pershunalished…plate!” The room was starting to spin – god, did she drink that much? – and she closed her eyes, holding on to Chic for dear life. “Stop making the room spin, Chicky. I’m getting’ dizzy.” The water helped at least, and she was feeling a bit better. Still, she wasn’t in the mood to stay up any longer, and she ended up falling asleep in his arms a few minutes later.
The next thing she knew, she was waking up on something soft, and she pulled the blanket away from her so that she could sit up and get off of wherever she was lying on. Her head was pounding, and she clapped her hands on either side of her head and groaned. This was probably the worst hangover that she had in her life, but after everything that she had gone through with her shit boss, she thought that she deserved to let loose at least once before putting on her big girl pants and dealing with it herself.
He knew he probably shouldn’t be as entertained as he was but Lucy was just so funny and cute when she was drunk. “Hah, well duh.” He couldn’t help not to laugh about her answer, but he was glad at least she drank some water. Chick grinned as she hugged him to herself, and he gently held her just in case she’d be about to lose her balance he could catch her. Blue car, personalized plate, now that was getting more specific.
“Heh, I swear it’s not spinning, silly.” Thankfully he was still holding her because out of nowhere she just ended up falling asleep. “Gosh Lucy…” He muttered but gathered his strength to pull her over to the bedroom where he managed to put her onto the bed. He only took her shoes off and left everything else on her. Once he put a blanket onto her he looked for her phone, then after hacking the security by holding the phone’s camera to her face he managed to get into her contacts. Finding her boss’ number was easy, and he used a tracking program to locate the number, a smirk appeared on his face as it showed the parking lot of a striptease club.
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In the next morning Chic was in the shower, being in a pretty delighted mood as he knew Lucy’s boss was no longer a problem, he took good care of that last night. Chic tried to change, he was really doing his best, but killing an asshole like Lucy’s boss didn’t seem like such a bad thing. He got out of the bathroom in a robe, smiling as Lucy was up. “Morning sleepyhead.”
“ Yes, of course! Every woman deserves to be treated like a goddess!” now he had to admit that he did feel sorry for that poor woman, it was clear to him that her boyfriend didn’t appreciate at all what he had. Perhaps James would do the world a service if he would kill that douchebag….
“ I’m Hazel, nice to meet you! You’re very sweet, I’m happy to see that you are okay” she liked Ava, and after she introduced herself she hugged James and made sure that he was okay as well. She was still mad at him, but glad that he hadn’t been injured.
“ Of course, hon, don’t you worry about it! It would be my pleasure to bring you there, you deserve to treat yourself after what happened” she smiled widely at the other woman.
“ Let me know if you need anything” she told Ava when they were in the car, James had known better than to call shotgun, so he sat in the back seat.
James’ statement was really sweet to hear and she was sure Angelo would not agree with it. If anything her boyfriend would have said something that she was only good to fulfill his sexual needs. She knew it sounded toxic and bad, but love made some people blind.
“It’s nice to meet you too, thank you.” Hazel and James seemed like a sweet couple, and she just wished the dynamic between her would have been at least a little like theirs between Angelo and her.
“Thank you for giving me a ride.” She gave a smile to Hazel and fastened her seatbelt. “How long have you two been together? If it’s not a too personal question of course.”
Ava did everything the way Mitchell wanted her to and she was full of l.ust, just couldn’t wait for him to get behind her. She left her red high heels on as she knelt onto the cushions and bent over the sofa. Her body was full of desire as soon as Mitchell began to plant kisses along her back. “Don’t keep yourself back, baby. I like it hard.” She said on a sexy hushed voice tone, while she looked back at him from behind her shoulder.
Ava grinned about his comment and blushed as Mitchell kissed her neck. “It’s very sexy when you get jealous though.” Of course she never gave any actual reasons for that, but it was just sweet when Mitchell time to time was a bit jealous.
“No..you’re right hon, I will tell him that we need a compromise. I love my job but I don’t want to overwork myself, even if it sounds perfect that you’d be a regular.” She smiled back at Mitchell and pressed a kiss onto his lips. She already performed on five nights a week, many of the times it being the weekends, so she thought she already did enough. “I would miss you too.” She held onto one of his hand and just stroked his arm with her other hand. “
Mitchell grabbed his jacket and pulled it on while she went to get her bag. When he was ready he pulled her into one more kiss. “Alright, let’s get you to work.” He said. He led her to the car and then started to drive her to the club.
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Even if he kissed her many times before, it never failed to make her blush and swoon over him. “Will you go to work too, or could you maybe stay around for a little while? You could help me dressing up…eve if I prefer it when you strip me off.” Ava said with a small smile, but followed him down to his car and took the passenger seat next to him. Once she fastened her seatbelt she reached out to lightly stroke his dark locks but eventually she took her hand away so she’d not bother him in driving.
“Yeah, I had a hazing but it was more like how much could you drink before you passed out and that was as far as it went. That and if you threw up the next morning you had to go through it again but other than the hangover I had it wasn’t all that bad of a hazing.” Kyle looks over at her out of the corner of his eye, smiling as she kisses his cheek “You know you shouldn’t let a guys perceptions make you change your style of clothing just because he likes it. I mean you could be wearing the Princess Leia bikini if you do that to many times.” He laughs and then squeezes the hand in his to acknowledge that he can feel what she’s doing and likes it then he smiles softly. “I think I fit in with the boy pretty well except that I tend to treat women better than they do. I mean I don’t act like they are born for me to fuck if you know what I mean.”
Kyle then gets a thoughtful look on his face “I like nature and all that but my reason is a little more selfish. I can’t park my car here on campus but that would be the only reason that I’m not motoring around campus even thought everything is within walking distance.” He chuckles tilting his head to the side and then waves a hand in the air “The stars would be better if it was a cold night because for some reason they look better when it’s cold, less crap in the air I suppose.” Kyle then kisses her on the cheek as she had with him eariler and walks over to the left side of the sidewalk to avoid another couple and then steers them back after the others are gone “It’s busy out here on a Friday night isn’t it?”
“Phew that’s a relief to hear…I heard some real fucked up shit. But maybe ‘thanks’ to those events now they turned it down a notch.” Max was glad that Kyle wasn’t humiliated nor forced through some stupid ritual for his hazing. She laughed up about his comment and thought that he was real funny and sweet at the same time.
“I won’t, but it’s sweet of you to care. It’s just sometimes when I get good feedback about certain stuff I consider it whether to go along with it. Like when my teacher told me I have a gift for photography, it just boosted me to actually improve and spend more time with it I guess. I won’t turn into Barbie though, don’t worry. But freshening up my wardrobe with a few dresses won’t kill me.” She smiled as he squeezed her hand then just shook her head. “Yeah I know the type…they think they own the world and that they own women, it especially kicks in around this age. You don’t even have to say you’re not like them, I know that you’re different, Kyle.”
“Hah! You traitor!” Max said jokingly but snuggled to Kyle just to show him she was cool. “But I appreciate the honesty though!” She blushed even harder when she got that cute kiss and cast his eyes aside at him. “Yeah…I guess so. I’m not a Geography genius so I’d not know.” The stars didn’t matter that much if she could have Kyle beside her. She glanced at the other couple then back at Kyle. “Uhum, let’s just hope the burger place won’t be full.” As she spotted the burger house she could already tell there were a few empty seats so they were in luck.
