I scratched the side of my neck as I laughed. “I already know you’re weird.Adorablyweird.” I tilted my head to the right. “Hop off, beautiful.”
She watched me with narrowed eyes for a few seconds, and when I gave her a smile, she rose slowly, took my outstretched hand, and squealed as she got off the vehicle. “Wow…I’m…alive?”
I chuckled. “Of course you are.” I pushed some of her wavy hair behind her ears. “Let’s head in, hmm?”
She shook her head. “I have an entire bottle of Bisleri worth of piss I need to get out. That ride horrified my very soul.”
“Who is being dramatic now, huh?”
She flashed her teeth at me, which made me shake my head at her.
I leaned in and pressed a quick kiss on her cheek. “You go empty up that bottle of Bisleri of yours, then. I’ll be in the studio. Meet me at stage 20 when you’re done, okay?”
She nodded with a grin on her face, but didn’t move.
I smirked and kissed her once more, and then another time when she moaned. “Enough for now?” I asked.
She kissed my chin. “Never, but the dam is about to break here,” she patted her pelvis, “so I’m going to have to let you go.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle again. “Alright. I’ll see you in a bit.”
“You will.” She skipped over to my trailer – because I’d told her she could use it whenever – but stopped just shy from the door and turned around. “I love you, Gall,” she said.
My heart drummed in my chest. “I love you too, baby.”
She blew me a kiss, faced the trailer, unlocked its door with the spare key I’d given her, and then headed in.
With a schoolboy smile on my face, and a bit of a pep in my steps, I headed towards the studio.
Man, I was one lucky baboon, wasn’t I?
