Risk it All

You Drove Me Redneck Crazy

     Pizza in hand, Bailey and I walked back into the house as it was just getting dark. I sat the box down on the coffee table and walked into the kitchen to grab us each a bottle of water, while Bailey had gone to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
     After we had gotten the pizza, I had stopped at the little gas station just before coming out of town to get condoms. The clerk, a former high school classmate, had looked at me with envy when I told him to hand me 3 boxes. I wasn't planning on running out this time. Well, since I had all those condoms, I barely made it out of town before I wheeled my truck down an old log path and had my way with her again. I swear, I was like a damn addict when it came to her. But then again, I knew that it would be like this. That's why I had avoided it at all costs until I just couldn't anymore.
     I had just walked back into the living room when Bailey was sitting down on the couch. I noticed for the first time that she sat like she was sore. Which she most likely was. I knew that my dick had taken a beating today but like the old slogan for Timex watches, it had taken a beating and kept on ticking.

"Are you sore?" I asked, genuinely concerned but also wanting to beat my chest with animalistic pride.

"A little." She replied shyly.

"No need to be shy babydoll. Not after all that's happened between us today." I said, handing her the bottle of water and sitting down beside her. I flipped the box open and grabbed a slice of pepperoni, bacon, and sausage pizza. As soon as it hit my tongue, I moaned. I hadn't realized how hungry I really was until taking a bite.

     I watched as Bailey leaned forwards and grabbed a slice before settling back on the couch. It was good to have a girl that would eat pizza with me. Jana said that it was too fattening and was scared the grease would break her face out. Amber had just wanted cheese and no meats.

     After we had finished eating, I pulled Bailey to me so that her head was resting on my chest and began flipping through the channels in search of something to watch. When I came across Duck Dynasty, Bailey had insisted that we watch it. Settling into the couch, I propped my feet on the coffee table and relaxed.
     Not for the first time today, I let myself think about how easy things were with Bailey. Sure, we hadn't talked about what was happening between us and what it meant when we went back on the road. I knew that we needed to talk but I just wanted one more day of this, whatever it was. I mean honestly, why put a label on it when it's working so good right now?
     Bailey had other plans though. As the episode had gone off, Bailey turned to look at me. I could see the questions in her eyes. Part of me wanted to get this over with but the other part of me was dreading it.

"B, what are we doing?" Said Bailey looking up at me.

"Eating pizza and watching TV." I said sarcastically, knowing that wasn't what she was asking.

"Not what I meant and you know it." she said, giving me an exasperated look. I'd seen it a few times so I knew it when I got it. Most of the time though it was because I was being hard to get along with when it came to what she wanted me to wear for whatever show I was playing or whatever awards ceremony I was attending.

"Bailey, I'm not the dating type babydoll. I've had my heart broken one too many times to ever want to risk that again. Plus, you just got out of a relationship, literally yesterday. Now, I'm down for having some fun and scratching an itch, but if you're asking if I want more than that the answer is no." I said, knowing that I wasn't being honest with her or myself. Because if I was being honest with myself, I wanted to see where this thing could go. But the year of getting burned was greater than the fear of finding happiness.

"Brantley, I know I just got out of a relationship but things had been over for quite some time. Sure, I was pissed that he had broken up with me like he did mostly because he's the only person that I had ever discussed marriage with." she said with a sigh. "That being said B, I think you know that I have been fighting an attraction to you just as much as you have me. That's why we basically attacked one another when we finally gave in. We had been fighting it so long that things just kind of exploded. But B, what does this mean for us when we go back out on the road?"

"What do you mean? We're still B and Bailey. You tell me what to wear and I bitch about it." I said hoping to add a little humor to the conversation. Going by the look on her face, it hadnt worked.  

"Brantley Keith Gilbert, you have fucked me seven ways 'til Sunday today and you're gonna sit here and tell me that nothing changes. That we just go back to being singer and stylist?" Said Bailey, her green eyes flashing with anger. "You have got to be fucking kidding me right now."

"Bailey Mae, I can't help that's what I want. I never once gave you the thought that this would be more than it is." I said. God it was killing me not to be honest with her.

"Then I think it's best I just go home." she said softly. So softly that I almost had not heard her. If it wasn't for the fact that I was so attuned to her and her every move, I probably wouldn't have.

"Tonight?" I asked.

"Yes B. I think it's best. No need for us to keep up this charade of this being something special." She said, her back stiffening.

"I'll grab my keys." I said sullenly.

     Dreading this ride, I walked out of the living room, leaving Bailey to gather her things. I knew that this would be the longest hour drive I've ever taken in my life.

Y'all don't kill me please for making BG look like an asshole! Also, huge shoutout to MissyDoe2017 for getting me hooked on this guys! The obsession of real y'all!