+Okay guys, so I had to get up at 5 o'clock this morning, and be at the dentist with my mom by 7:30 a.m. So here I am at the dentist office at 7:30 a.m.!! But the worst part is....I got my teeth cleaned on Friday!!
So here I am just sitting here in the waiting room....typing my story on my phone! Crazy?! I know right!!
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Brantley mostly runs back to the beach house, with me on his back, laughing and pointing wish direction he needs to go.
When we get back to the beach house I ask him if he will drop me outside the door, "You're gonna make me put you down...?" he asks, as he gives me the sad puppy dog eyes.
"I'll let you hold me again, once we get inside," I say, smiling huge, and trying but failing, to be stern.
He sighed big, and said "Fine, fine...but you promise?"
I giggled and said, "Fine, fine, I promise."
"Okay, you can go down now," he says, dropping me firmly on my feet.
"Thank you, sir," I say, giggling, and walking around the edge of the house.
"W-w-where are you going?" He asks, popping his head around the corner.
"The outdoor showers?" I say, almost asking him.
He raised one eyebrow at me questioningly, "Why do we need the outdoor showers?"
"Well, I don't know about you, but Auntie Karen and Uncle Peter will rip my ass, if I come in and get sand all over the house," I say, giggling like a little kid, and running to grab myself a towel.
"Oh, I better take one too then. How many showers are there?" He asks me, walking up and grabbing his own towel behind me.
"3. You can shower in the one beside me," I say, skipping into a shower stall and lightly shutting it behind me, not bothering to lock it.
I heard the stall door to Brantley's shower close, but I didn't hear the lock click, then the sound of wet boxers hit the floor, I slightly peek under the edge of the stall, only to see Brantley's rebel flag boxers in a wet heaping pile on the floor. I giggle loudly, but then bit my lip, hoping he didn't hear me. I then heard the water start, I wimspied over to the other side of the shower, and turned on the water, then ICE COLD water came spewing out of it onto my head and chest.
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You Don't Know Her Like I Do
FanfictionThis is a Brantley Gilbert fan fiction. Based around obviously BG, for those of you that love BG like me, know his song 'You Don't Know Here Like I Do', through out this story I will use lines from that song, and possibly from other songs. The main...
