For the love of Grace

Late night early morning

Late night early morning

Ryan POV

Watching that dumbass kiss my girl infuriated me. I wanted to follow him home and beat his ass. But, I remembered what my father said, “Ryan so help me, the next time I get a call about you doing something stupid I’ll lock your ass up myself!” Ugh! I yelled out loud and hit the steering wheel. Why doesn’t anyone understand? She. is. Mine!

There was nothing I could do. I decided since I couldn't take my frustrations out on either of them, I would go with the only other option. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and made a call.

“Hey there sexy, you tryna see me?” I heard her annoying voice say through the phone. "Patty, yea baby I want to see you. I’ll pick you up in ten. Wear that short mini skirt I like." “OK! She squealed into the phone.” I hung up and headed to her house. I was gonna bend that little w***e over and f**k the s**t out of her. That oughta get rid of some of this pent up aggression.

Abbie’s POV

"Oh my God Grace! He kissed you? Was it soft? Was it romantic? Tell me everything!" I excitedly shrieked into the phone. “I walked him out to the porch to say goodbye. We held eye contact and then he kissed me! He said I have soft lips.” she giggled when she told me. I could tell she was smiling ear to ear over the phone. “I’m so happy for you! Are you going to see him again?"

“Tomorrow morning actually, he’s coming over to fix the water heater.” she said. “Tomorrow morning? He should have just stayed the night," I said, half joking, mostly serious. “You are crazy Abbie! I can’t sleep with him on the first date! What kind of girl does that make me look like?” “OK, so the second then?" I said, making her laugh. “Maybe the second.” she said." Ahhh! I knew you weren’t as innocent as you claim to be! Get it girl!" I cheered her on. “Oh stop! I’m kidding!”she said. She may say she’s kidding but I have a feeling Gracie Maze was going to be losing her virginity and soon.

Grace POV

"Hey mama! How are you? I hope I didn’t wake you. I said. It was past eleven at night and sometimes mama liked to go to bed a little early. “I’m good, wide awake and ready to hear about how your date was!” she replied. "It went well." I said. “Well..? Does that mean a second one will be happening? Maybe even a third?” she said, as her voice got higher, filled with excitement. "Mama, I’m taking it one date at a time." I told her. “Babygirl, I’m not getting any younger. I'd like to see you settled down, married and maybe even give me a grandchild?” "Mama!" I yelled. “Oh come on now!” she said. "I have to go Mama, I’ll see you Friday at the carnival. I love you!" I hung up before she could ask anymore questions.

7 AM came so fast I hardly remember falling asleep. I heard the knock on the door and started panicking. I didn’t even brush my hair or teeth yet. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, I brushed my teeth as fast as I could and threw my hair up in a messy bun. I ran downstairs and opened the door. The look on his face had me concerned.

"What’s wrong?" I asked. He looked me up and down as he said, “Maybe we should step inside and close the door.” I looked down at my clothes and gasped. "Oh my God!" I panicked and tried to cover my body with my hands as if that would do it. I didn’t even realize I was in my lacy PJ’s. They were thin and very revealing. My breasts were damn near popping out at the top and the bottom part of the shirt was see through. The shorts were no better! They were daisy duke type style and with an ass like mine they rode up.

"I’m so sorry! Please come in, I’m going to go change." I turned around and started running up the stairs. I heard Dean chuckle and mumble under his breath, “Don’t change on my account.” He probably didn’t think I heard him. I smiled but continued running up the stairs.

A few minutes later I returned wearing a much more respectable pair of blue jeans and a white tank top. My hair was now down and no longer a mess. I put on some eye liner and clear lip gloss. Dean was down in the basement so I went to the kitchen and started fixing us a cup of coffee. “Smells good and strong. Just what I need today.” I heard him say as he entered the kitchen. "Just in time then. Long night?" I asked. “I guess you could say that. I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” he said, making me blush. “You look beautiful as always.” "You are too sweet. Thank you Dean." “My pleasure,”he replied. I handed him his cup of coffee and he sat at the table.

"Would you like something to eat? I could make you some eggs or bacon or both?" I offered. “That’s kind of you. If it’s no trouble I’ll take you up on that.” "It’s no trouble at all." I started grabbing everything I needed but I could feel him staring at me. I turned my head and looked over my shoulder and sure enough he was checking out my ass. When he saw me staring at him he quickly squirmed in his chair and looked away. “My apologies, that was rude of me.” he said. I laughed and went back to the task at hand.

After I was finished cooking I put his plate in front of him. “This looks great, thank you.” he said. "Do you need any help today?" He looked up from his plate and said,“It’s a pretty dirty job. Are you sure you want to help?” "Sure! I do live alone and it would probably be good for me to learn how to do these things for myself." I said proudly. He looked at me like he was surprised. "What? You’ve never met a woman that is OK with getting her hands dirty." I asked him. “No, it’s not that.” he laughed. "So what’s so amusing?" I shot back.

“You amaze me, you’ve been through so much in the last year with losing your father, running a business and dealing with a stalker of an ex. You just, well… you amaze me.” I felt my stomach doing flip flops again. I felt my cheeks getting hot. “Did I make you uncomfortable?” he asked, looking genuinely concerned. "Not at all. I’ve just never had anyone pay me as many compliments as you have." I admitted. “Well,get used to it. As long as you allow me to occupy your time, you’ll be hearing many more.”

This man has affected me in more ways than one. Every time he spoke I felt a sensation between my legs. One I never felt with Ryan. I was afraid I would jump this man’s bones right here. I shifted in my seat and decided that it was time for us to get to work. "Are you ready to get to work?" I asked hoping we could change the subject. “I’m ready when you are beautiful.” This man is going to be the death of me, I thought to myself.