Bullet In A Bonfire

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Brantley:

I banged my fist against the door again, "Baby?! You in there? Open up girl." I practically snarled. I was seeing red. Only one thing would calm me down and keep me from getting in trouble. The door swung open and I faced up with a tiny little blonde. "Brantley?! What the hell is goin on? My phone's been blowing up! What happened?" She exclaimed and pulled me into her house. "Can't turn a whore into a housewife. Fuck it, don't make me a difference. But I'll be goddamn if I'm gonna stand around and let her run off at the mouth about MY baby girl. No ma'am. Come here girl." I rumbled out and yanked Taryn to me for a big bear hug. "Wait. What?! What did she say?" She asked angrily. "Same shit. Jealous as always. Kept sayin that I was fuckin you on the low. Shit like that. I just got tired of hearing it. I'm done." I snarled and burried my nose in her neck. "She's a petty bitch, you can do way better than her. You'll find a woman who can make you way happier than she ever could. All she did was try and cram your big ass into her mold anyways..." Taryn said, her voice only hiccuping a little. I didn't question it. Just rubbed my beard along the spot on her neck that made her giggle. There's that laugh I needed to hear. "Doubt I'll ever find a woman who can deal with my shit quite like you doll." I chuckled and smacked her on the ass. Scooping her up into my arms, Taryn squealed and giggled, hanging on to me for dear life. "Let's get some sleep girl." I smirked and carried her to her room. Once there I set her down and turned as she changed. She turned her back to me and pulled off her sports bra and yoga pants. About that time I tossed her the tshirt that I just pulled off. She tugged it on as I as admired the blue panties she wore. Hell, maybe Amber was right.... Maybe I do have a thing for her. God knows Taryn could do a hell of a lot better than me. But ever since we saved each other, I just can't stand being too far from her. She gets it, me, all the madness. She makes it all make sense. I need to write that down. Nice catch for a song.