Chapter 9

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Brantley's POV

   As we all say goodnight and head to our buses Isabella starts snapping pictures. We get on the bus and she hooks her camera up to the charger and takes the card and starts getting her pictures downloaded. I walk back to the bus and put on a pair of basketball shorts but leave my tshirt off. As I head back out she's at her bunk with her butt and legs hanging out so I popped her butt and asked if she needed any help reaching anything.
    She gets down and puts her hand on her hip and looks at me.
    I hold my hands up and say I'm sorry I just couldn't help it.
She grins and said I was trying to get my bag without climbing up in the bunk but I'm too short. I reach in and hand it to her.
   She said thanks and heads to the bathroom. I make my way on up to the front and turn the tv on ESPN to see what had been happening.         
Isabella comes out of the bathroom and she has on a tank top and a pair of shorts and her hair is piled up on top of her head. She grabs a blanket and wraps up and starts working. I go back to watching the TV and she says," I have a tattoo"
I look up and she's looking at me and tells me the answer to my question before is I have a tattoo.
I grin I never would have thought Miss prim and proper would have s tattoo. I ask her if her parents know.
    She smiles and told me her mom did, that she called her before she got it. My mom is great,  kind of a wild child too behind the preachers daughter, wife deal. She understands so much more and is accepting of me. Dad he's coming around, thanks to mom. 
      So Justin had no idea? She grins no and he would flip out, cause I got it with Katie.

     I ask her how he doesn't know them and she said it's where he can't see it, well no one has but me , the girl who did it, Katie and my mom.

Has he never seen you in a bathing suit?

Yeah he has but you can't see it. So tell me something not many people know about you.

I look at her and think about what I want to tell her. I'm a cuddler when I sleep.

She grins tells me she could see that  and I just look at her and I ask her if she wants to share some memories of her song choices with me.
She grins and said sure ask away

Well I figure that Dixieland Delight and Sweet home Alabama are memories from UA and she grinned yeah but not the first memories I have of those songs. First memories are my momma singing Dixieland Delight and dancing in the kitchen while she was cooking or washing dishes. Sweet home Alabama was as a little kid and my parents singing it going to Friday night football games.

Okay next song, Sweet Child of Mine, favorite memory I say.
Easy me and momma at cheer camp lip syncing that and playing air guitar. Next song she said

Desperado is the next one, she looks at me and said that one is hard, having to tell your best friend bye so they can go live their dream. Knowing in your heart that things will never be the same again.

What about Free Fallin? She laughs and says dancing with my friends around a bonfire singing at the top of our lungs after a football game.
Favorite memory of Three Steps is ... and she smiles ear to ear when she said watching Kenny Chesney sing that song at the BlueBird. That night was magical, one of those dream come true nights where all was right in the world and you thought nothing or no one would ever bring you down. I tell her those nights are few and far between.

Okay I want to know the deal with Slow Hand.

She said,"Well Conway was my grandmothers favorite singer . Mom went as a teenager to Twitty City and she liked Conway so guess what I grew up listening to Conway too. As a kid you just sing the song not really knowing what the lyrics mean well I remember laying in my bed one night and was listening to music and that song came on. I was a teenager and hadn't heard it in a while but I listened to the words and it was a lightbulb moment that it was about sex. So I listened to it again, really listened and I decided then that was the kind of man I wanted. Not a boy in the backseat of a car but a man who would take the time to show me what it was all about. So when I saw it tonight I had to play it to remind myself that he's out there somewhere."

I look at Isabella and start to open my mouth but close it back. Then I really look at her, she's watching me almost like she's afraid of something. I clear my throats and say,"When you say you played it to remind you that he's out there somewhere do you mean your future husband or are you talking about the man who would be your first lover?"
Isabella said," I'm talking about both, hopefully they are the same person. I know that most people won't believe that and I don't tell them any different, Justin doesn't know it. And most people if they did would think I was a freak. I meant it when I said it had to be someone worth it. Not some one night stand or random hookup I want that slow hand, lovers touch and I will just wait till the right man comes along."
"Darlin' I don't think you are a freak at all I think you are a precious jewel and there really need to be more like you in this world. "

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