Chapter 5

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As soon as Harry enters his room he walks straight to his closet while Billie sits on his bed and looks around to see if she can learn more about the guy she's starting to really care about. But she sees no posters on the walls, pictures on his desk, there's nothing here to tell her who he is or was, so she'll just have to ask him later when they have some alone time.

Harry pulls an over night bag off the top shelf of his closet, he then bends down to grab his hiking boots, walking to his dresser he starts throwing in some sweat shirts and other warm clothes needed before zipping up his bag. Turning he sees Billie looking at something she must have picked up off the floor.
"What's that?" He asks.

Billie hands him the picture. "She's pretty." She says.

Harry looks down at the girl in the picture and shrugs. "I guess. She's not as pretty as you." Harry says as he tosses the photo on his desk.

"She your girlfriend?" Billie asks.

Harry walks over to where Billie is sitting, he squats down in front of her and wraps his arms around her waist. "No, Billie, she's not. You are." Harry says. "She was a girl I dated a few months ago until I found out she was cheating on me. I broke up with her, moved here and fell for a gorgeous little woman I can't wait to get to know better, with a bad ass truck I'm dying to drive." Harry chuckles as he leans forward and kisses her.

Billie places one hand on Harry's arm, the other on his neck as she kisses him back. When she pulls away, she smiles. "I'll let you drive now if you want. But don't you dare tell anyone, I've never let anyone drive my truck before, even my brothers." Billie tells Harry as they make their way down the stairs.

Harry turns and looks at her, pulls her to him, Billie wraps her arms around Harry's neck then surprises him by wrapping her legs around his waist also. "So I'll be the first?" He asks with one eye brow raised.

Billie lays her head on Harry's shoulder. "You heard my brother, you're my first boyfriend, the first to drive my truck other than me." She raises her head and looks him in the eyes. "My first kiss." She whispers.

Harry feels his breathing hitch slightly hearing that. "Thank you." Harry whispers back. "For trusting me with that, and for the record, you'll be the first girl I'll ever share a sleeping bag with." He says.

Billie chuckles. "You don't have to pretend to be a virgin, as good looking as you are I'm sure you've slept with girls before."

"No, Billie." Harry says as he holds her to him, slowly walking down the steps. "That's why my ex-girlfriend cheated on me. I wouldn't sleep with her. And won't until I find a girl I feel I want to spend the rest of my life with. One I can trust, one I feel who won't break that trust because I'm not moving as fast as she seems to think I should."

"Wow, a guy with morals." Billie whispers as she lays her head back on Harry's shoulder as he carries her to her truck.

Harry sets Billie in the passenger seat, keeping his arms around her waist. "Babe, where I'm from, it's almost like everyone there thinks you have to lose your virginity at the earliest age possible. Most the girls I went to school with has slept with multiple guys by their sophomore year, the group of people I hung out with wasn't like that." Harry says. "People like that just didn't do it for us, we tended to steer clear of them. In fact I didn't date much myself, the girl in the picture you saw was new to our school. She had just moved in with her cousin, the only reason I started dating her is because my best friend was dating her cousin, I guess I was hoping she was like her." Harry says as he kisses Billie's cheek. "It didn't take me long to find out she wasn't."

Billie raises her hand so she could run her fingers through Harry's hair, she loves the feeling when the curls wrap around her fingers. "I'm sorry that was done to you. I guess that's why I never dated." Billie says. "When you sit and watch everyone else, hear the drama, who's cheating on who, who dumped which person to date that other one, it's quite a turn off."

"Then why did you take a chance with me?" Harry asks. "Not that I'm complaining, I'm glad you did, but you knew nothing about me."

Billie shrugs. "A gut feeling. Living with nine men like do I guess I've learned to read people better than most. I liked what I saw looking at you, in more ways than one." She grins. "Now are you driving this beast, as you call it, or am I sliding over doing it myself?"

Harry grins, kisses Billie again, then throws his bag into the back of the truck before jogging around the front to jump behind the wheel. "Okay, where we going?" Harry asks as he starts the truck with a huge grin on his face.

Billie laughs, scoots to sit closer to Harry, places her hand on his thigh and gives him the directions to her mountain top home. Fifteen minutes later Harry parks her truck in front of one of the largest log cabins he's ever seen. In the back of his mind, Harry was wondering why Billie didn't freak out at how huge his house is, looking at hers, he now knows why. His entire home could fit in one half of hers. Harry shuts the engine off, gets out of the truck, then turns and lifts Billie out and sets her on the ground, he then follows her to the house and huge man standing on the front porch watching them.

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