A birthday surprise

A date at my house

Jason's pov

I wake up with the worst case of butterflies in my stomach and hangover in my head. One night and I'm already wanting another one with her. She's still asleep, her beautiful brown hair matted to her head. I remember holding her hand, so much tinier than mine. I love dating small girls. I don't know why. I take a picture of her sleeping and put it on Instagram with the caption: one day is all it took. #puppylove #loveatfirstsight #meanttobe. I post it then continue to watch her sleep, pretty soon though my eyes get heavy and I drift off sitting up.

*a couple hours later*

"You awake yet?" Luke asks, waking me up. "I am now. What's up bro?" I ask. "A ton of guys like the girl you brought here with you. They wanna know if you guys are a couple or if they can try anything. You know what I'm talkin' about." He says. I nod, laying my head back and closing my eyes. "We kissed last night if that gives them enough incentive not to do anything." I say. "Ok, I'll tell 'em she's taken." He says, winking at me. I nod, letting my eyes drift closed again. When I wake up again, she's awake this time scrolling on her phone. She smiles. "Mornin' sleepy head." I say. She laughs. "It's not morning anymore." She says. What ya lookin' at?" I ask. "Insta- hey!! You took a picture of me while I was sleeping?!" She gasps trying not to laugh.

Miranda's pov

I read the caption and my eyes go wide in happy shock. I look up and he's smiling at me. "You like like me!!?" I gasp, trying to contain my excitement. "I guess you could call it that." He says, then scoots over to sit beside me. "Or you could call it love." He whispers in my ear. I drop my phone. He laughs. "I remember very well and very gladly kissing you last night." He says in a sexy whispery voice, his hand on my arm, making my skin tingle. "I'd love to feel that again." He says. I look up and he kisses me again, his hand holding my chin up. One lucky day turned into a fun as hell night and that turned into a makeout session with the hottest man ever in my book. When he stops kissing me, I jokingly ask, "And that's not the alcohol talking?" He chuckles again and shakes his head. "I sure did have a good time with you last night." He says as we get off the tailgate and he closes it. "Me too." I say. He picks up the pillows and stuffs them in the floorboard. Then he surprises me by grabbing me around the waist, picking me up and kissing me again. "I can't get enough of your kisses." He says in between kissing me and holding my legs. I wrap them around his waist, my hands around his neck as we makeout. He lets my hair down and sets me in his truck. "How do I get to your house?" He asks. I shakily tell him the directions. What was he planning on doing if he didn't stop? And why did he stop? My hands get all clammy. "Hey Jason, there's something I think you should know, mostly since I'm not sure where that was about to go back there." I say really awkwardly. He glances over at me wearily. "What's up?" He asks slowly. "I'm a virgin." I say quickly. "Oh that's all, I wasn't sure what you were about to say since you started out like that." He says calmer. He smiles and pulls up in my driveway. I grab my key and open the door. "Excuse the mess. I haven't had time to pick up." I say.

Jason's pov

Mess? What mess? All I see is a few CDs. "Your house is much cleaner than mine." I say. She still looks really nervous. "Hey I won't do anything you don't want me to do." I assure her. She nods and puts the few CDs up. I catch a glimpse of Merle Haggard and Johnny Cash. Then she opens a drawer and I see every country music CD known to man. "Damn, you're stone cold country by the grace of God." I say, smirking. She pulls a CD out. "Got that one too." She says and winks. She puts it back and opens another drawer. "This is where all your CDs are." She says. I smile. "So what do you wanna listen to?" She asks. "Whatever ya want, I love all country." I reply. She bends down to pick up a CD and I slip my hand in the back pocket of her jorts. She shoots up caught off guard. "Whoa sorry darlin'!" I say quickly. "No it's fine I just didn't expect it." She squeaks out grabbing my hand. She puts in a Lee Brice album. Love like crazy plays through the speakers. We sit on the couch my hands fully gripping her ass. "We may not have met at 17 but I sure hope we stay together for 58 years now and lovin' you like crazy." I whisper, kissing her neck, my hands around her back to the front and around her chest. She lets out a soft moan. "The other day I never thought this would happen in the next couple of days." She whispers, trying to conceal another moan and failing. "Darlin' don't resist it." I whisper in her ear. She nods. Her soft skin feels amazing against my hands.

Miranda's pov

How is he doing this to me? He makes me wanna just melt. He says not to resist. I smile. "My bedroom is the first door on the right." I whisper, leaning into his chest. He holds me tight and picks me up. He kisses the top of my head and carries me to my room. He rests his hands on the small of my back then sets me on the bed. I scoot to the top. "Time to get this thing started, you're my kinda party." He says, making me smile. He sits beside me. He kisses my neck and shoulders as he lowers the spaghetti straps.

*a couple hours later*

My body is so unbelievably sore. I try not to show it but I know he knows. "I'm sorry if I hurt you darlin'." He says, sitting up. I try hard not to move. "It was gonna happen one of these days. I'm just glad it was you." I choke out, holding his hand. He smiles. "I'm glad it was me too." He says, wiping sweat off my forehead with a smile.