Chesney Anderson didn't know anything about wedding venues or getting married but we had a venue in our family for generations. My mother ran it until she passed away unexpectedly and I was left to make people's wedding dreams come true.
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Whitney and I have everything ready for the wedding tomorrow. I am feeling more confident about things.
When 5 pm rolled around I walked out to where Stone was and he was finishing up the bench.
"It looks so good out here Stone!"
"I tried to get it done. I still need to stain it and I will be done."
"That doesn't take long." I smiled walking over to the fountain.
Whitney came out and waved goodbye to us. "See you in the morning!"
"Be careful!" I waved.
After Stone got the bench stained he joined me in the truck.
"Let's go get your journal and grab some food?"
"Sure sounds good Stone. My treat for all the gas you have burned taking me places. I plan to talk to Clay this weekend and make him help me get a car." I laughed.
"Oh, that will go over great since you are mad at him."
"That's my plan."
I order the pizza as we pull up at the house and we go in and I lay the journal near my phone and grab a box and head to the bedroom.
I wanted to avoid the couch but when I turned around Stone was standing there.
"Do you just want all of it put in boxes?"
"Yeah Clay mentioned we can put it in the basement and go through it all when we want."
We were in the middle of throwing stuff in the boxes when there was a knock on the door.
Stone went to get it and I followed him out because I know it was the pizza.
He tips the guy and we go to the kitchen and set down.
"Is it weird being in here?" He asked.
"Yeah, it's weird. I mean we didn't have a relationship and just looking at her stuff is odd to me. I have no connections to anything."
"Like I told you last night it's really ok Chesney. It's her that missed out because you and Clay both are really nice people."
"I have a feeling that this journal is going to explain a lot of things that I didn't know."
We finished eating our pizza and got back to the bedroom. Every time I think about what we did on the couch the night before I really want to do it again but I know that I shouldn't.
I don't know what I want in life but being stuck in Somerset living with my brother and having no car is not exactly what I call paradise.
"What's going on in that head of yours?" He asked.
"Just thinking this isn't how I thought life would turn out at twenty-seven years old."
"Like what?"
"Living in Somerset with my brother and no car." I laugh.
"It will get better Chesney. That wedding is going to be the first of many and you will get so good at it people will say Hazel Anderson who."
"She ruins everything Stone. I hate speaking ill of the dead but my mother was a terrible person. I don't think she even wanted kids and she really didn't even try with us."
"How do you mean?"
"Does your mom hug you? Or tell you that she loves you and be safe when you go out?"
"Of course to all of those."
"All I ever remember is my mom saying she wished we were never born before we were smacked on."
"Shit really?"
"Yeah, we didn't have the picture-perfect life like she pretended that we did."
"That is horrible Chesney. I am sorry."
"It's not your place to say sorry but thank you. That's the first time I have ever said that out loud and it felt good to thank you Stone."
"It's no problem. I always have an ear for you Chesney"
We picked up the rest of the nicknacks and took them to the living room and set the box on the couch.
I tried not to smirk but when I turned around I ran into Stone's hard chest and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Why the laughing?"
"Was just thinking about that couch."
"Want a repeat?" He smirked.
"I would but I am afraid you will get to attached to me and I don't want to mess up our friendship."
"Fare enough." He sighed.
"I hope I didn't offend you Stone. I appreciate everything."
"I know that you do. It's hard to give me a taste and then say no more."
"A taste huh?" I giggle.
I went into the bedroom to pick up another box and he was right on my heels and he was right it's not fair that I do him that way.
Do I take him to the bathroom and suck his dick? I am so out of my comfort zone.
He walked into the bathroom and I decided I would go home with him and give him a good ride.
We finished up and we sit down at the table to eat more pizza.
"Thanks again for your help Stone."
"It's no problem. Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah, let's take the pizza with us along with the journal," I said.
We gathered our stuff up and headed out to his truck. Once he started it up he looked over at me. "Clay's?"
I shook my head no. "I want to go home with you. I want to see Cotton."
He smirked. "Cotton huh?"
"Yeah, I am sure that he misses me." I laugh.
"Oh yeah, he told me that he did." He laughed.
"Thanks, Stone I know I keep saying that but I am thankful that I met you. You have really helped me with a bunch of things and I am beyond grateful.
"It's nice to be needed sometime." He smiled at me as we pulled up at his house.
I picked up the journal while he carried the pizza and I followed him inside.
As soon as we walked into the house Cotton came running meowing.
"Come on boy I will feed you and then you will have company tonight." He smirked.
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