Darlin'~ Striker x OC

Firsts

If you would have told me weeks ago that I would be on the back of a horse with my arms wrapped around a handsome cowboy, I wouldn't have believed you.

Striker suggested to take me out for a ride on his horse, Bombproof, to help me take my mind off things. He said that he'd take me somewhere secluded, and I thought that he was just gonna take me somewhere where we could have more sex, but I was pleasantly surprised to see what he had done. 

He brought me to the Wrath, where he was from, and brought me to one of the many nice parks there. Surprisingly, there were some grass patches and forests in the ring, just perfect for a picnic. 

Which is exactly what he did.

But there was no food, just a blanket on the ground, and a guitar.

"I figured you needed to take your mind off things, I hope you don't mind this.." He said shyly, surprisingly. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously and helped me off Bombproof. 

"I-I also have something for you, but I want you to wait till you get home." He handed me a small box. I was a little confused. "Why? Are you not coming with me?" I asked.

He shook his head. "I'm gonna go home this time, Darlin'. I don't think you need me anymore." He said, and I was a little hurt. Why would I not need him?

I took the box from his hand and put it in her shoulder bag. He led me over to the blanket and sat down, I sat down across from him. He picked up the guitar. "I wanted to play you a song, I know you probably don't feel the same feelings as me, but I don't care right now." He said and strummed his fingers across the strings. *(You can play the song now if you want)*

He played beautifully, and I recognized the song, one of my favorites. To know he felt the same way, which I certainly wasn't going to say yet because I still need time, made my heart race. And the fact some someone is playing and singing a song for me made those butterflies make another appearance in my stomach. 

*(We're just gonna time skip it because I got nothing in between here, I'm sorry I'm kinda half-assing this chapter, but I'm more focused on the next one!)*

Striker dropped me off at the front of the driveway of Crimson's estate, and I did give him a small kiss on the cheek as a goodbye. I don't know why I was being so shy, I've literally fucked him before.

Alessio was at the door when I walked up. "Crimson is in the lounge, he wishes to speak with you." He said in a monotone voice, like he usually speaks. 

I groaned, and braced myself for a lecture, opening the door.