Leather and Lace

~ Date ~

Buckle up buttercups, things are fixing to get interesting.The song is Watermelon Crawl by Tracy Byrd.... Enjoy!

Grace's POV:

I was woken up to the shrill sound of my phone ringing next to my head. Groaning and wishing the pieces of plastic I flip it open and rasp into it. "Whoever this is had better have a good excuse for waking me up." I'm having one of my bad headaches and was avoiding everything. When a headache this severe comes along it helps to sleep through it. Most of the time it worked. A masculine chuckle echoes in my ear in response. "Not a morning person are you?" Oh crap, Ty! Embarrassed by my greeting I stammer out an apology. His response was to chuckle. "Sorry to have woke you up. I was calling to see if you wanted to pick up on that rain check? The state fair is this weekend and I figured we'd go." My heart did a funny little flip in my chest at the words. I hadn't gone to a state fair since the year before the accident in high school.

There was always so much going on since then. The accident and my recovery. Not to mention dealing with my other heightened senses. My hearing had become so much more accurate that prolonged noises tended to give me headaches. But my need to spend time at the fair, and admittedly Ty, was too good to pass up. "What time do you want to go?" We discussed the time that he'd pick me up before hanging up. Feeling absolutely elated I threw myself back against the couch and let out a squeal of happiness. Ashe came running demanding what was going on. When I told her she let out a sigh of exasperation.

Despite the evidence of the contrary, she remained aloof and unimpressed with Ty. She'd spent the better part of the week describing all the ways this fling could go wrong. On Friday I had enough of hearing the same spiel over and over again and snapped. "You don't know a damn thing about him, Ashe. You can take your lecture and shove it. Ty has been nothing but kind to me, to us. Unless he's proven to be dangerous
Or shady...." I trailed off but my meaning was clear. We spent the rest of the meal in silence. Since it was my night to dishes Ashe left thr kitchen to me just as silent as she had been at dinner. I didn't like fighting with her but she needed to understand, while she went on plenty of dates and had a good time, I was at home lonely and dateless. I finally found someone who was interested in me despite me being blind. I was happy for the first time in a long time. I wasn't going to let anyone drag me down.

The next few days passed in a blur until it was finally the day of the fair. I was so excited to go that I barely slept the night before. I felt like a little kid again and that was something that Ashe's irritability couldn't tarnish. Since the weather was supposed to be nice I chose some leggings and one of my longer red v necked t shirts paired with some light weight Nike's to complete the outfit. Brushing and braiding my hair tightly but not so tight to give me a headache I make my way downstairs and have a quick breakfast. Anxious beyond belief I couldn't sit still so I paced back and forth until I heard a vehicle pull up and shut off. I fought not to rush to the door, instead stood completely still and eyed the door. When there was a hard knock at the door I walked sedately for the door and felt around until I opened the door. Judging from the outline of the body standing on my porch I recognized him immediately as Ty.

"I thought it would be better to take a cage today rather than the bike, it'll be an hour long ride and I didn't think you'd be comfortable riding the bike that far just yet." I smiled and nodded before leaning to the side and grabbing my cane and yelled to Ashe that I was leaving and that I would be back later. I made my way to the truck and felt rather than heard Ty follow me to my side of the truck and open the door for me. Reaching out with both hands so I could climb my way into the truck. After a couple failed attempts of trying to get into it I heard him chuckle behind me and grasp me by my waist and lift me inside. Murmuring a thank you I reach for the seatbelt only to feel a calloused hand already on it. I let out a little huff and try to grasp the strap but he merely nudged my hand away and buckled me in himself.