Brantley's POV
"Okay, just to get this clear your going be dancing on a pole in front of women, right?" I ask Snow and she nods. "Yes!!! The longer your at your current job the bigger a possibility there is for me to crack somebody's head open" I tell her and she starts laughing. "I've been stripping for 8 months, I'm constantly reminding myself that's it's just not worth the jail time" I chuckle at her being all feisty and say "Sometimes that's all you can do". After a while she falls asleep in my lap and I just watch her sleep. She's all cuddled up with her hair sprawled out over my lap and I've gotta say it's one cute ass image. I see her eye's start to flutter and she slowly opens them. "Let's go to bed, daddy" she mumbles sleepily and I run my hand softly over her neck, tracing my fingers over the dips in her flesh. My hand slips around her throat and squeezes just tight enough to give her a sense of safety, let her know I'm here. "Okay, baby girl" I say removing my hand from her neck and slip my arms under her knees and back, picking her up. I walk her up the stairs as she snuggles up to me and when I finally strip her and lay down in bed with her, she grabs my hand and puts it around her throat. She looks up and sees my shocked expression then says "It makes me feel safe". I smile and squeeze her throat and she mewls happily at the protective gesture. I kiss her head and we just lay there, My arm draped over her hip and my hand around her throat as she holds onto me with her little hands. I love this
Snow's POV
"Baby, you ready" Brantley yells from downstairs waiting for me to get done getting dressed. "I just got done, I'm coming" I yell back, checking the mirror and making sure my hair isn't fucked like usual. Once I do that I practically run downstairs and says "I'm here. I'm done. I'm ready" and Brantley just laughs at me. He puts his arm around me and says "let's go. The guys are dying to meet you". I'm going to meet his biker friends today. I knew it was going to happen at some point ever since he said they wouldn't shut up about us ever since they found out about me. It's been two months since I got here and I'm already meeting his friends. "Please tell me they aren't going to be like protective mothers and interigate the fuck outta me" I say as he leads me into the garage. "No, they're all cool as hell. Your gonna love em". when we get into the garage my eye's go wide. He has not one, not two, but 5 motorcycles, and their all Harley's. "God, bikes are getting nearly sexier than men" I say and hear Brantley chuckle. "I'm guessing you like em" he asks and I nod obviously. "Just wait til you ride one" he whispers in my ear, walking past me and grabs a helmet off a shelf. He hands it to me and just looking at it I'm pretty sure it's gonna be about 3 times bigger than my head, but I try putting it on anyway.
Brantley's POV
When I turn around from putting my helmet and gloves on Snow is trying her best to make the helmet work while all I can do is laugh. It's wobbling around on her head and it comes down so far, it's covering her eye's. "Stop laughing and fucking help me please" she says as mean and frustrated as she can but I can tell she's holding back giggles. I pick the helmet up off of her head and chuckle at her. "I think we need some redneck ingenuity for this one" with that I start walking back inside to fix it with Snow following me curiously. I end up duck-taping a bag of uncooked pinto beans to the inside of the helmet and sit it back on Snow's head. It takes care of the extra space and molds around her head so it won't be uncomfortable. I fix the strap for her and step back, taking a look at my creation and chuckle. "I can't believe that actually fucking worked" I laugh in surprise. She just rolls her eye's and start walking back out to the bikes and I hear her faintly say "if you can't duck it, fuck it" and I just chuckle. I go back out to the garage and swing a leg over the bike of my choice and Snow does the same. "You ready, baby" I ask her as she wraps her arms around me and nods. I smile and start, it feeling her slightly jump when it starts. "Didn't think it was going to be that loud" she laughs at herself and I smile. I pull out of the driveway and as quickly as I can get on the highway. I wanna make this baby purr. And I'm not just talking about the bike. I'm kinda hoping the highway doesn't scare Snow. Most people hate going on the highway on a bike because it's more dangerous and you can tell even if you never rode before, but I'm gonna keep my baby safe. She's holding onto me for dear life and to be honest it's kinda funny. "Baby, relax. Just enjoy the ride and don't worry about a thing, I've got you" I say rubbing her thigh to calm her down. She loosens her grip on me and slightly unglues herself from my back. She giggles and I have no idea why but it's so cute. I ask her "what are you giggling about" keeping my hand on her thigh. "The wind filled up my cheeks and I had a mental image of what I probably looked like" she says in my ear and now I've got the mental image and it is funny. I shake my head at her and focus on the task at hand.
Once we get to the clubhouse I can feel Snow tense up. "It's gonna be fine, baby. They don't bite... usually" I mumble that last part just to fuck with her and her eye's go wide. "I'm kidding. C'mon" I say holding her hand and leading her in the clubhouse. "B, where the hell you been? You said 7:30" bobby said coming up and bro hugging me. "I know. Somebody was a little scared of the bike" I say looking over at Snow with a smirk. "I was not" she say, trying to sound more tough in front of the guys. "Baby, the fingernail marks in my rips say otherwise" I chuckle leading her around to get acquainted with everybody. After about the 50th time of saying Snow is her actual given name I sit down with James, Billy, and Beau at the poker table. Or just the table they set up poker at. "So that's her huh" James asks me. I just smile, looking at her from across the room and say "yep, that sweet little ass is all mine"
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Innocent (Brantley Gilbert)
Fanfic"There's a difference between respect and fear" the scared sound of a girl is what started it all. Never in my life did I think ol' Jonny Guffet would hit a woman much less his own daughter. But when I visit an old friend and find his daughter cryin...