The Adventure of My Dreams {Colby Brock}

Fifty Five

The rest of the car ride home was fairly silent. When I left the managers office we caught a glimpse of them putting my 'dad' in the squad car. It felt like a sense of relief. His act finally caught up to him.

I spoke to the officers on getting a protection from abuse order, that way if for any reason I come into contact with him again, he would be thrown in jail once again for breaking the order. To keep things extra safe, I placed one against each family member. I didn't want anyone coming after me.

In another sense I was really annoyed. My period was almost up and that left me with uncomfortable cramps and bloating on top of my hunger. So much for making us a nice dinner.. at this point I would be okay with just sleeping instead of eating.

Exiting the car I walked up to the front door and pulled my keys out, unlocking it and pushing the door open. I kicked my shoes off and tossed my coat onto the floor. At this point I truly didn't care anymore.

I was my happiest with Colby, but right now felt like rock bottom.

"Soph, do you wanna talk?" Colby asked, which pulled me away from my thoughts. I shook my head. I honestly didn't know what to say anymore.

I didn't want words anymore, I wanted actions.

Walking over to him, my hands gripped the hem of his shirt and balled it up in my hands as I pressed my lips to his. Everything about the kiss was just so fucking needy. I never wanted to cling to a person, but he just felt like my safe zone.

I left out a soft hum against his lips as they moved in perfectly in sync, but sloppy at the same time. He brought his hands down from holding my cheeks to my waist, digging his fingertips into my skin as he roughly pulled my hips right up against his.

There was so much hunger through our actions. Want, need, lust... he felt like the only person who truly loved me out of my twenty-four years of life.

As much as I wanted to do things with him in the heat of the moment, I just wasn't comfortable enough for that tonight.

Slowly pulling back from the kiss, we were both able to finally catch our breath. I let out a giggle as I took my bottom lip between my teeth, glancing up at him.

"Take me to LA."

—•—

"Wake up!" Colby yelled out as he drew the curtains open.

"What... and I can't express this enough... the fuck is wrong with you?" If you couldn't tell, I was not a morning person. I needed my own time to defrost in the morning and truly wake up. My room is pretty dark, so to go from a quiet and good sleep to shouting and being blinded; wasn't fun.

"It's 6:30 in the morning, why are you ever doing this?" I asked, pulling the covers over my head.

"You said you wanted to go back to LA, we got a flight to catch in three hours. It's time to pack so we can get out of here." Colby said, then letting out a yawn of his own.

"Please don't tell me this is some kind of sick joke?" I peered out from under the blanket to look over at him, standing beside my bedside.

"Here, look." He unlocked his phone with his face recognition and turned it my way. "Two tickets to LA. First class?!" My jaw nearly fell to the floor. I always road coach or on the very back of the plane, never first class. "Colby you know regular coach tickets would've been fine, you don't need to ball out for anything."

He simply shook his head. "You don't have to worry about these things with me around. I know you didn't get treated properly before, but I'm the one to finally have the opportunity to do it for you. No arguing against it. Now c'mon, we need to get you packing." He pressed a kiss to my head and grabbed my suitcase from the closet and set it on the bed opened up.

I decided if me and Colby were getting closer on that level, I might as well freely do things. "Hey, before I do let's take a picture?" I stood in front of a shirtless Colby who flashed his signature smile while myself and my messy bed head pulled out the duck lips for a selfie. I attached the time stamp and posted it to my Instagram story.

"You're my favorite, by the way." I turned on the heels of my feet and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. "You're my favorite. Now go pack." He said as he swiftly smacked my ass.

I love him.

I went to my main closet where I kept all of my clothing, shoes, and accessories. The one in my bedroom was surprising small for a master, and the guest room had a walk in one. I went through everything until I had a nice pile. Shirts, tank tops, skirts, dresses, some lingerie, bikinis, flats, heels.

At least while I was out here I could sneak out with Sam and Kat to go look at the rest of the houses that I had saved off of Zillow. Still with no idea how much my home was going to sell for.

I grabbed the pile of clothes and went to my bedroom to dump it into my suitcase, making one more trip for the shoes and purses that I wanted. Then going into my bathroom to collect my makeup, and any jewelry from my room that I wanted. As soon as that was done I zipped up my suitcase, and changed into a pair of leggings, a tank top, and pullover hoodie.

I didn't want to underdress because it's still cold as shit here, but I also didn't want to overdress because it's going to be so much hotter once we get off the plane.

"Are you ready?" Colby asked and I nodded. "More than ready."