So after thinking about the chapter, I decided to do a little peak of what happened that was "the best night" in his life. It might get a little ahem, steamy so if that's not your thing then I' ll summarize what happened after that dream.
Xoxo Paiger
Warning! This is a dream coming from Brandon. MIGHT GET DIRTY!!!!
I spy on belle from the corner of the room, watching as her hair falls past her shoulders and bouncing with every movement. The dark red dress fell a few inches from her feet and the simple a line was embroidered in white jewels and continued down to the low back. the jewels reminded me of snowflakes and complimented her beautiful smile. she danced happily, and I never seen her so relaxed. The top of her chest peaked out of the dress, not a lot but enough to notice. Following the hem of the dress slowly creep to her rear, I look down and frown at what I saw.
As I felt the liquor take it's effect, I downed another drink and approached her with a mission. Molly stopped me, slipping a hand down my pants. "Fuck off Molly, before I fire you." She stomped off, flicking her hair. Finally, I within reach and wrap my arms around her waist, she drops unexpectedly and comes back up slowly. I lowered my hands slightly to her hips and pulled her closer. "do you think you could come home with me?" I whisper, grinding my hips into her. she nods and walked in front of me, teasing me by lowering her dress to show that she's not wearing any undies. oh well, she'd probably never get them back any way.
I knew the consequences for drunk driving, but I vowed to my self that follow all the rules of the road and grit my teeth as she slid the straps off her shoulder.
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I pull over after constant teasing and swerving, and pull the dress to her hips and latch my lips onto her neck. she gasped and smirked, tossing off her sparkly heels. I grab the side her seat to the lever-thing and push the seat with one hand. I smirked and grabbed a handful of her hair, making her flinch and moan at the same time. then she wrapped her legs around my waist, laughing when I moan. skipping fowars a bit, I shed my underwear and grab her hips and pull her in. I almos immediatly sigh/moan. I pick up the pace, and bites her lip and tortures the skin on my back. after we both give, her mouth latches onto my lower self, cleaning up the mess that was made.
I return to my seat, changing gears and driving the remanding half mile. she puts her shoes and dress back on, and flattens her hair. as I pull into the drive way, she smirked. "number 2?" she already has one foot out the door. "oh hell yes." I struggle to get out the car and beat her to the door.
I woke up the next morning after the party, put my shoes on and re-curled my hair and searched around for some eyeliner. After fixing my appearance, I walked home, thanking my neighbor for watching Ben and took a shower. I did my usual morning routine, shower, hair, make-up, brush my teeth, and apply another layer of dark red lipstick. Ben's bus already picked him up, so I made some coffee and took my time choosing an out fit. finally, I settle on the picture.
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I pull my grey coat onto my shoulders and shove everything I need into my purse and walk out the door.
I scan my badge and walk to the elevator, sighing and looking at the time on my watch. Great, I'm late. Again. I shake my head at myself and walk Molly's office. she makes an ugly face and I shoot one back with a lovely finger. she glares harder(A/N is that a thing? glaring harder?) and taps harshly on her laptop. I finally get to my desk and hang my coat up in the small closet in the corner and log into my computer.
I did my work for a few hours until Brandon got here. "any messages?" he ask quietly. "no, not yet, do I need to the people youhave a meeting with and postpone it?" he looks at me quizzically. "Why would I need to-" I cut him off. "no offence, but you kinda look like shit." I flash a bright smile. "Thanks. If you could." he returns my smile and turns to his office. I immediately start searching through E-mails to find phone numbers for all the people attending the meeting.
" I postponed the for a week." I stuck my head in the door. His head faced the door, his eyes closed, and hair dangling into his forehead. I'm tempted to take a picture but resist, and wake him up. "I'm up, I'm up." he lifts his head and rubs his eyes. " meeting. next week." I pat his head and make a mental note to get him coffee during my lunch. "are you alright?" I cross the room and fill a small paper cup with water. "ehh, I've had better days." he grabs the cup. "you mind looking at how much work Molly's done this week?" I nod, writing the date on a sticky note. and walking back to my desk. I return seconds later, with a small smirk on my lips. "oh God, just say it." I laugh and recite the numbers. "this week, she's done 10 file edits, and 4 packets of paperwork." i laugh at his frown. "i'll call her in."
20 minutes later, Molly marches in, only pausing to glare at me. "i hope that your planning on knocking." i say casually, glancing at the paper then back up at my screen. "suck it." i furrow my eyebrows. 'isn't that your area of expertise?" she huffs at me and pushes the door open. i heard her "seductive" voice through the door. "you wanted to see me?" i gag and shiver. Long story short, she's put on probation, down graded to a cubicle, and her pay is cut for the average of work she does per week. I'm happy, because finally Bekka Wright gets what she deserves; a promotion. And Molly won't glare at me every morning. at the end of the day, i turn left out of the parking garage to McDonalds, then pick Ben up from school with a Happy Meal for both of us.
we get home, change into our lazy clothes and put in a movie. I cut an apple into slices, drizzle honey and caramel on them, and sit down on the couch to enjoy the movie.
