Mrs. Bradshaw

Princess (Part 9!!)

I took his hand while he walked. He had soft hands but had a couple calluses. People looked at him and I when we were walking out of the dorm building.
"I thought I could drive us there so my car is over here," he said, breaking the silence. When he said that I thought he might have a sports car by how he acts. No, he had my dream car. He had a candy apple red 1966 bronco. I have wanted that car since I was little and saw my very first one at a car show. I looked at my dream car for a second and then went to the passenger side door. He came over to my side and opened the door for me. "Be careful getting in, sometimes it's a little tricky since there is no step," he said as he watched me get in without having any problems.
"Don't underestimate me, Rooster," I smirked as I watched him close my door and walk to the driver's side. He got in and started up the car. He backed up and then started to drive across the base. There are roads that go through the base making it easy for people with cars to travel around. While we were driving I watched as his hair was moving in the wind. He was wearing his aviators which made him look like a total badass. How did I end up in one of the hottest dudes' cars who lives on the base? I am so lucky! Wait, how am I this lucky? Why did he choose me? Now that I think about it he probably got dared by some of his friends or something. Most women in the navy are so pretty so I don't understand why he chose me. Maybe I should just make the most of this while I'm here or maybe I should tell him I need to go as soon as we get to his place. I did not notice but I was fidgeting with a string from my shorts. I guess he noticed because he put his hand on my thigh. It was more down towards my knee and he rubbed his hand a little to I'm not sure but maybe to reassure me? He pulled into a small driveway next to a small house that was white and blue.
"Here we are," He said getting out and coming to the passenger side where i was. I had already opened the door to get out but he did not let me get out on my own. He put his hand out for me to take and I hopped out of his car. Before I knew it he had swept me off my feet an was carrying me bridal style. I giggled a little. I put my hand on his shoulder to make myself feel like I wasn't going to fall.
"This is nice. Not walking and being in someones arms," I said as he walked to the front door of the house. He used his elbow to open the door. It was already unlocked which was kind of alarming to me. He walked inside taking his shoes off at the door. He set me down gently on his couch and crouched down on the floor. He began to take my shoes off for me.
"I will put them by the door for you," he said as he walked back to the door and put my shoes right next to his.
"You know I could have taken my own shoes off by myself right?" I said getting comfortable on the couch.
"Then I would not be considered a gentleman if I let a lady do everything herself. Today you are a princess at this house and I will do everything that you would like me to do," he said. I thought he ws joking about everything so I was definetly ready to test what his definition on everything was.

(Thank you all for waiting and being patient with me. I just got back home and finished part 9 and I'm working on part 10! I really appreciate all of your support!)