A Little Cinderella Moment

Chapter 93

Chase P.O.V

Sitting in the game room with Greg playing on my retro pinball machine, and Lucas and I playing on the PlayStation on a favorite game of mine that I like to play to unwind Call Of Duty, I do nothing but think of Savannah. Lucas is kicking my ass as I am that distracted, I am losing focus.
"Dude you are pussy whipped," Lucas says as he kills my character again.
"Fuck you, man," I throw a cushion at his head. My aim being accurate it hits, and we both laugh at the encounter.
"Seriously man, what has gotten into you? This is very unlike you," Greg says after he finished his game of pinball, he walked over to the couch where Lucas and I are sat, and he sits on the chair facing us.
"It's Savannah, she has changed me, and I can't be any happier about this change. I feel like I'm the old me again," I admit my truth to them.
"I've noticed a change I just thought it was because you got rid of that extra baggage you had stuck on your arm. Your playing is better you have a sharper eye, and you know the opponents call before the snap of the ball," Greg states.
"I agree dude, coach has even seen the change in you. Why do you think I try and keep my calls from you in practice? Because you are a machine. Sav is good for you man. If she's making you feel like your old self don't lose her," Lucas says.
"I swear Savannah, she's it for me. There will never be anyone else," I grab my bottle of beer and take a sip. "She's the one, I just know it."
Just as I said this our phones all chirp at the same time. It must be Savannah texting me that she's going to bed. But when I look at my phone, I see it's not just a text but it's a picture. Opening up the picture I almost drop my phone. There staring right back at me is Savannah looking as beautiful as ever. Wearing that smile I know is for me and it looks like she's wearing nothing but her bra. I can only see the upper part of her body, but holy fuck she looks hot. I can't believe she just sent me a picture of her tits on display in some scrap piece of lace it shouldn't be seen as a bra.
Coughing, I look at the other two and see their eyes are so close to popping out of their heads. Did they just get a similar text? It better not be Savannah; I don't want to hurt my friends because they looked at my girl.
"Did you guys just get a picture?" I ask them. They both nod, still looking at their phones. I swear if it is Savannah I am not scared to hurt them here and now. "Of Savannah?" I have to ask them.
"No," "Hell no," They both say in unison. Wait if I got a picture of Savannah then they must have...
"Greg if you say what I think I know is on your phone thank carefully as that is my baby sister."
"I guess we all got the same thing then?" Greg asks.
"A boob picture?" Lucas asks, and we both nod. "What shall we do shall we reply to them?"
"Dude if you get your dick out in my house, I will hurt you," I say to Lucas and glare at Greg "Don't get me started on that with you, I don't want to even imagine your dick going anywhere near my sister."
"Chase, man I wasn't thinking about that at all. I was talking about replying by text not sending a picture. Fuck dude I have more respect for you than that."
"Me too, what happens in my relationship with your sister stays between me and your sister. She loves you but you know she will kick your ass if you get involved in her relationships. I'm grateful she's giving me this second chance as it is. And I give you my word, I will not fuck it up this time, but you just have to trust her."
Fuck he's right, they're both right. I should have more trust in both of them, I need to regain trust with everyone. Clearly, my relationship with Candace did more damage than I thought. If I can't trust these guys with the best girls, I know. Then how can I trust myself with my relationship with Savannah?
"We'll reply to them but please let's keep it to ourselves. Greg, I have faith in your relationship with my sister, but I don't need to know what happens behind closed doors." They both nod in agreement. I don't think either of us wants to know what we say to our women.
Chase: Holy fucking shit sweetheart. You surprise me at every turn, I would have never expected you to send me an image such as you have tonight. You look absolutely stunning in that picture you sent me. Fuck baby I am rock hard just thinking about that picture. You have given me perfect ammo for my spank bank. I can't wait for the day when I get to hold and squeeze them perfect tits of yours and do more to them. So much more. You have no idea how badly I want these guys to fuck off so I can come back to you right now. But I give you my word if I could get away and come to you, I would. I will have sweet and pleasant dreams of you tonight baby.
I hit SEND and put my phone back in my pocket before I take another pull of my beer. The guys sit there looking at me wanting to know what I am thinking. If I'm being honest, it's probably the same thing they are thinking. I would rather be with Savannah than these dicks.
"What?" I ask them as they keep looking at me.
"We're wondering what you are thinking, as you were still texting Sav when we sent our messages to Sel and Jen."
"Yeah, man I wanted to make a wager with Lucas here to see how long it would take before you kick us out and you storm the grounds of Sav's place and sneak up into her room." Is it wrong that I want to punch my sister's boyfriend in the face tonight? I don't think so.
"Fuck you, Greg. Do I wanna do what you just said? True fucking right I do. But will I? No, I won't, Savannah deserves this time with her friends who came all the way from North Carolina to spend her birthday with her. But also do you both think I'm an idiot?" They look at me quizzically. "I was caught last night on Savannah's balcony making out with her by her father. Man, I thought he was gonna kill me there and then. I've seen him angry in meetings, and I've seen him pissed at work, I am counting my lucky stars I am still standing."
"Holy shit Chase. Her fucking balcony?" I run my left hand through my hair trying to calm my emotions down before I go crazy, and I nod. "What would you have done if you didn't get caught?"
That's my problem. "I don't know, and Savannah knows that. I don't know what would have happened or how far we would have gone. The only thing I do know is that I didn't want it to stop last night. Wherever it led to is what it would be, but we stopped because we got caught simple as," I shrug my shoulders as if that was the end of the tale. "But hey come on this is supposed to be boys night let's kick back, have some fun, and unwind before we crash."