Chasing Your Dreams

An Intimate Evening

Jason's pov

"Take me down to panama city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty take me home!" She sings energetically onstage. The fans singing with her. I am so proud of that girl. Especially since she's got stage fright. But she's rocking up there like she doesn't. "Thank you everybody!" She runs offstage. "Ready to go home now?" I ask laughing. She's out of breath. "Being onstage is such an adrenaline rush. Is it like that for you?" I smile as we walk to my truck. "In the beginning. Not much anymore." "I love performing." "You and me both darlin'."

*a few days later*

"She's the voice I love to hear and someday when I'm 90, she's the wooded rocking chair I want rockin' right beside me. Everyday that passes I only love her more, yeah she's the one that I'd lay down my own life for." I glance out the window seeing my daughter and her boyfriend on the swing. He sets his guitar down and holds her hands, making her stand up. "And she's everything to me." He whispers, kissing her. "Wow." Brittany says. I'm so glad he didn't turn out to be a player. Brittany sits on the counter, smiling at me. "That girl's life changed so much when she met you." I smile and set my hands on her legs. "Right place right time." I say, shrugging. I glance back out the window, seeing the two making out. "Well she is 20 years old." I mumble biting my lip worried.

*later*

Miranda's pov

Me and Mo go to the bar to hang out. I order my usual and he gets a coke. "Gotta drive." He says, waving his keys. I get a text from dad.

D: Have you ever met the boys from FGL?

M: Once at a meet and greet.

D: well just warning ya they'll be at the house tomorrow for songwriting.

M: ok cool. Can't wait. I love those guys.

Maybe they could help me with the lyrics to the song I'm having trouble finishing. I lean against the bar. Mo sets his hands on my hips. I smile up at him. He pulls me to his chest. "Oh." I gasp in surprise, feeling his bulging pants against my jeans. He smiles softly. "There's something.... Amazingly different about you girl. I can't put my finger on it." He whispers.Then he puts a finger against my lower lip and traces my lip before claiming them with his own. I close my eyes, settling into the soft passionate kiss. "Baby do you love me." He whispers against my cheek. "Of course I love you Mo." I shakily say, him holding me tightly. "Then make love to me." My eyes go wide. "B-But-" "I wanna be your man forever. I know having sex with you will be amazing." I swallow nervously, my hands shaking. "I-I... I don't know... What to say." I mumble biting my lip. He pulls my chin up. "Please." "I'm scared Mo." "Don't be. It'll be okay. I promise." I stare at him worried. The love in his eyes making a knot in my stomach. He loves me so much. And for the first time.... I want to. I want to give myself to him. I want to give him my everything. "Ok." I whisper. He smiles. "You won't regret this baby." He says, capturing me in yet another enchanting kiss that leaves my knees weak. He picks me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. "You're the best girl I've ever known." He whispers softly in my ear. He carries me to his truck, my head on his shoulder. Half terrified, the other half looking forward to it. We go back to his house. I've never been to his house. He holds my hand gently and we go to his bedroom. "I am so glad I get to be your first." He says, closing the door. He's so kind and sweet. "I'm glad you're my first." I say. He backs me up against the door and kisses me hard, my body burning with wanting. My hands grip tight to his shoulders. He growls softly and kisses down my neck, grabbing a handful of my breasts. He moves his hands up and down my chest and stomach, his warm soft touch making me tingly. "Mo." I whisper, shaking. "You okay?" "Fucking do me, Mo." I gasp, my body burning with passion. I want him so badly. He leads me to his bed and sits down on it. He slips my shirt off, me still standing in front of him. "You are so beautiful." He whispers, holding my hands and pulling me down beside him. I settle against the soft pillows, staring up at the tall kindhearted man. Sweat already riddles my forehead. He slowly undressed me, leaving soft kisses. Then the moment we've both been yearning for for several minutes now. I grit my teeth and grip his sweaty shoulder blades tightly, my eyes watering. My hand falls to the bed in pure ecstasy. "Mo." I whisper breathless, my chest heaving. His too. He lays beside me, pulling me to his chest. "I wanna grow old with you." He says. I'm beyond exhausted. I fall asleep, listening to him hum the tune to the dance by Garth Brooks.