What's on my boots?! (EDITING)

Chapter 12.

Heyyy :) 4 days on the trot :) Woohoo!

Thanx you guys for everything :) It means a lot to me.

Anywhooo, Vote,

Comment,

&+

Fan.

----------------------------------

Chapter 12.

It was the same morning, Max had repeatedly come up to bug me and tell me how much time I had left. ‘Alex you have minutes to get yourself down here before I show all the guys your underwear, which if I do say so myself-‘ I cut he off then by throwing at pillow at his head  before he could embarrass me further. He can be so annoying but I already knew he would soon be my best friend. His odd sense of humour and friendly attitude never left me without a smile.

“Come on Alex, I told you 20 minutes! It has now been...” there was a pause, most likely Max checking his time on his phone again “43 minutes! What are you doing?! Waiting for your hair to grow longer?” his loud sigh could be heard throughout the large never-ending halls.

I grinned as I turned around the corner to reach the top of the stairs, running my hand along the mahogany cabinets as I went.

  “Okay I’m ready and no I wasn’t growing my hair! I was watching out of my window seeing how fast the grass grew, Duh!” I pulled a face at him as I shoved past his huge body to reach the giant front door.

 “Come on Max you’re going to make us late!” I called over my shoulder before sauntering out of the front door to my Jeep grinning as I looked from the guys dirty black or silver Jeep’s and four-by-four’s and then comparing them to my glossy red painted huge Jeep. Damn I’m going to get my baby dirty.

“Maaxx” I called innocently to him.

He wondered out of the house and locked the door behind him before turning to me with a smirk on his face. “What darling?” He grinned at me looking particularly evil. What has he done? I bet I’m going to want to murder him by the end of the day.

“Can I please catch a ride to the horse with you pleease?” I fluttered my eyelashes at him and tilted my head slightly to the side, looking completely naive and innocent. It turns out my first job of the morning I was told to take care of all 7 horses, and by that they meant groom, muck-out, feed and let out every single one of them. Well it could be worse; Max has to do the pig pen.

A slight breeze ruffled up Max’s hair sending bit’s of fringe into his eyes whilst the sun beat down upon my already boiling face. “Why?” He looked down at me as if assessing what I was up to.

“I just want to ride with my favouritest person” Max looked at me and then behind me before a look of understanding flashed in Max’s eyes then he grinned down at me. Uh oh, what’s he thought of?

“Ok you can ride with me” he paused whilst he slid his hands into his pockets “As long as you sit on my lap whilst we are in the car.” Oh no! I know how his mind works! He’s going to do something I just know it, with my luck he with speed so some douche bag of a police man will see me on Max’s lap and think the worst. And he thinks I’m dumb!

“B-but we can’t! What if the police see me?! They’ll think I’m a hooker!”

“They won’t. They know me, they’ll just think you’re my girlfriend and that I tricked you into it.” He gave me a look that said ‘Duh!’

“And how would you know the police? Have you been a naughty boy” I purred as I ran my hand down his chest and pouted at him. Oh how I love messing with him.

“Hmm,” He leant forward so his breath warmed my face “I am a naughty boy but you’ll just have to be a good girl and maybe you might turn me” His eyes began drifting closed and I smirked at how easily he would listen to me if we really were dating.

I grinned up at him through my lashes before licking my lips and pushing him away from me “But bad boys are so much more fun” I murmured. By his expression he not was expecting that reaction but he quickly regained his composure before walking behind me to his jeep. “Wow! Yours is huge!” and it was my jeep was pretty big but his stood out from the rest of them, maybe it was the giant wheels or the shiny black paint job.

He looked down at his pants with a wicked grin on his face before looking back up to my eyes. “I know”

“Max! You rude boy!” I shouted at him although I couldn’t help grinning. See what I mean? Sick sense of humour this boy

“Well you walked into that one” thinking about it I kinda did but I wasn’t going to admit that to him; his ego is big enough without me agreeing with him.

“What, a bit like the pole you walked into when you were little?”

Max’s face became confused. “What pole?”

“The pole that left you with only one brain cell.”

Max scowled at me before walking to his car and jumping in. “Come on Lex we are already an hour late” he patted his lap and grinned cockily at me. Stupid boy. I saunter over to him swaying my hips as I walked before leaping on his lap and facing the door.

“Now Lex, you’ll fall off that way turn round.” I could hear the smirk in his voice.

“Don’t push your luck pretty boy.” I growled under my breath before slumping to the side and leaning on him so my head rested in the crook of his neck. Max’s laughter rumbled by my ear as he started the car.

“Suit yourself darlin’” he said in a country accent.

“I hate the smell of horse crap in the morning” I grumbled to myself as I shovelled another pitchfork of the rank stuff into the wheelbarrow.

Lucky for me I was on the last stable and all I had left to do was groom one more horse, unlucky for me though was that this horse wasn’t very err...... well it was evil. Every time I came near it, it would swish its tail at me or stomp its hoof as if to tell me to bugger off and I swear it was glaring at me. I didn’t know any of their names so I called this one Sunshine, yeah I went for an Ironic name, and Devil’s Child just didn’t have the same ring to it.

Anyway, I has just emptied my wheelbarrow when I saw someone stroked Sunshine, I couldn’t see who they were because their back was to me but they were male, shirtless, tall, wait go back... shirtless?! Why was this guy shirtless?! I know it’s hot but come on! This dude was hot! Well from the back he was I couldn’t see what he actually looked like but if the front was as good as the back then this was promising.

The guy, let’s call him Shirt-Guy, was standing by Sunshine and happily stroking it, speaking of which I need to find out whether it was a guy or a gal. But anyway, he was just, stroking it, peacefully. Wait what? How come the monster-spawn let’s Shirt-Guy stroke it and it hates me?!What did I do other than clean its home?!

Just then Shirt-Guy decided to turn around and let me tell you, his body was to die for, my eyes slowly worked their way up to his face past his gorgeous abs and what I saw shocked me.

“G-Grayson?” I stuttered. Oh balls.