S.Y.L.O. (Brantley Gilbert)

Part 6

Shelby's POV

I wake up to my breathe getting knocked out of me and open my eyes to see Thor laying down beside me in my bed. "Dang it Thor" I say holding my chest where his paw hit when he jumped up here. I turn on my side towards him and wrap my arms around him, just looking for something to cuddle. "You are a pretty good cuddle buddy" I mumble into his fur, while petting his gigantic head and he licks my ear making me laugh. "Stop it boy". I reach over to check my phone and see what time it is. Ah I love sleeping late, 2:30pm. Since today is Columbus day I used it as an excuse to not be open today and be a little lazy, maybe work on some new recipes. My phone vibrates in my hand with a text from an unknown number "Hey darlin, it's Brantley just texting so you can save my number, hope you had a good mornin". Aww that's sweet. I save his contact and text him back. (text convo)

Me: I had an amazing morning considering I just woke up and I've got my puppy laying with me

Brantley/Outlaw: lol I bet your cuter

Me: Oh is somebody flirting?

Brantley/Outlaw: That depends, is it working?

Me: What's your definition of working? Me blushing like crazy or me laying naked on the floor waiting for you?

Brantley/Outlaw: Well holy shit now you got me blushing

Me: Lmao!! I'll leave you and your blush alone, I think I'm gonna go try out a new recipe

Brantley/Outlaw: Need any help sugar tits?

Me: Lol God that nickname, and I may need a taste tester

Brantley/Outlaw: Well whatcha making and I may be the man for the job?

Me: I'm thinking this mac n cheese pot pie thing

Brantley/Outlaw: I'm on my way

Me: Lol my address is (address)

Brantley/Outlaw: Be there in 30 minutes, I need a shower and I'll get on my way

Me: Ok Outlaw, see you in 30 minutes

Brantley/Outlaw: See ya darlin

I jump up out of bed and pull on some yoga pants before going to brush my teeth and wash my face thanking god that I took a shower and shaved last night. Thor jumps down and follows me to the kitchen, nudging my side the whole way wanting lovings. "Okay, okay I'll pet you" I say scratching his head while I pull out my stool so I can reach the bowls. Pulling the bowls down along with the box of elbow noodles, I turn on the stove and start the water on to boil.

After about 20 minutes I start getting the little bowl ready to put in the oven. I line the inside with cheese slices and put the macaroni in before rolling out the dough to put over the top and bake. I stick it in the oven about the time there's a knock on my door. I set the timer and go to get the door, opening it and getting this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach along with a slight shiver at the sight of Brantley standing in my doorway. "Hey sugar tits" he chuckles, looking down at me with his hands in his pockets. My face immediately turns red as a firetruck at that nickname. Is he seriously gonna keep calling me? "Hey, come on in" I say shyly, stepping aside to let him in. God I forgot how big he was. He nearly had to duck to get in the door without hitting his head on the doorframe. "Little cold for the bike isn't it?" I ask, seeing him in all of his leathers and remembering hearing the bike pull up. "A little but it's the only vehicle I've got right now" he says as we walk back to the kitchen. Once we get to the kitchen he pulls out a stool and sits down at the bar while I check the time on the timer. "You've got 10 minutes and it'll be out. So what do you wanna talk about while we wait?" I ask, pulling myself up on the counter to sit down. He just stares at me before softly rumbling "pick a topic". I smile, thinking a little until an idea pops into my head "what's with all the tattoos? I know the guys aren't exactly tat free but I've never seen anybody around them with a face tattoo". He shakes his head and sighs, sliding his sunglasses off. Wow, his eye's... What the fuck is it with his eye's that I like so much. "You probably know that some of the guys have spent some time behind bars-" "Yes I know, with what they do it  it's bound to have happen once of twice for most of them". He looks at me crazy and asks "You know about.... the- the stuff we do?" and I shyly nod and look back up at him staring at me amused. "Brantley I've known the guys for years, I know. I just don't let myself get involved with it" I explain and his smile slowly fades. "You know you're putting yourself in danger wit even being around us, right?" he asks, looking up at me from his hands. I sigh and tell him "Yes I do. But if someone was to go after someone y'all are close to it would most likely be family. Wives, kids, parents not their food delivery girl. I don't know much about what y'all do, I just know the basics. I don't know where y'all go, who y'all know, who doesn't like you or what y'all carry. The only way I'd know is if I bought from y'all and I don't do that stuff. So I'm safer than you'd think". Brantley stands up and walks straight to me, hands resting on my hips, he leans down with his lips barely a few inches away from mine and whispers "Darlin' no you're not. You're in a lot of danger with even having me this close but I just can't help myself. You're so damn purdy". I lock my thighs together to keep the tingling sensation at bay and I think he realized cause he looked down at my legs and smirked before looking back to my eyes and leaning in. Our lips touch and I feel a literal spark... not like those sappy romance movies 'there were fireworks' I'm talking an actual spark. Like someone lightly shocked me. I wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to the edge of the counter, deepening the kiss and slipping his tongue through my warm lips. The smell of him surrounds me, I don't know if it's cologne or the smell from the leather jacket but I can't get enough of it. I Pull his black ballcap off and run my fingers over his buzzed hair. Wasn't expecting that. He groans slightly against my lips when he starts grinding against me and then the timer goes off.. God, why do you hate me??? I pray all the time, I go to church, just give me this one thing!!! He pulls away and groans annoyed and I just giggles at him, hopping down off the counter and get the mac n cheese out of the oven, him smacking my butt when I bend over making me let out a little yip. I cut off the oven before turning around and pulling his lips back to mine by his beard. I feel him grin against my lips before he then picks me up and starts to walk down the hall, probably trying to find my bedroom. I hope he has a condom... (To Be Continued) 😈😈😈