Brantley's POV
I wake up on my music room couch that I had to sleep on last night and of course my back hurts like hell. But when I try to sit up is when I realize why. It's because Tinsley's laying face down on my back, asleep. As much pain as I'm in I can't help but chuckle at her. She probably had a bad dream last night and wanted to sleep in the bed with me and when I wasn't there scowered the whole house until she found me. I swear to god this little girl is scared to death of the dark but when it comes to finding me she'll walk through the damn woods at midnight. "Tinsley, c'mon darlin wake up" I rumble softly trying to wake up the 4 year old crushing my spine. She makes a little noise and wiggles around but doesn't fully wake up so I use my opportunity and wiggle around like crazy saying loudly "wake up you little shit". She giggles and crawls up my back and kisses my head good morning and reminds me "Uncle Brantley, Amber doesn't like you cussing in front of me". I move her off of my back and turn before sitting up on the couch and look at the little 4 year old at my feet. "Fuck it" I say with a grin and she burst into a fit of giggles. "I'm a grown ass man, I can do what I want. Now let's go have pancakes". After yelling out a cheer Tinsley jumps off the couch and runs out of the room. "Don't run down the stairs" I yell to her, standing up off the couch and stretching my back to get some of the soreness out of it. One of Snow's back rubs would be great right about now. I pull on my sweatpants and head downstairs to make pancakes for little miss.
As I'm adding chocolate chips into the pancake batter I hear my phones text alert and I pick it up quickly, knowing it's Amber. Typing in my password, I swipe to the right and tap on the unread text alert bringing me to Snow's contact where there were only a few texts that we exchanged probably a week ago. Thankfully I've got a damn good phone case because if I didn't me slamming my phone, screen side down onto the counter surely would've broke it. I lift my phone back up to look at the screen and make sure I saw that right. Yep!!! I definitely didn't see that wrong. Looking at the small screen in my hand, I stare at the naked pictures of Snow that I'm 95% sure she sent me on accident. But my god does she look good. Even better than she did two years ago. Her hips have come in more and her breasts are definitely a little bigger and slightly different considering the metal rings through her nipples. That girl don't even have her ears pierced and she got her nipples done. I silently thank the lord that Tinsley's in the living room so I don't have to deal with hiding my raging hard on. That would definitely be a little hard to explain, no pun intended. While I'm still staring at my phone Snow texts freaking out.
Snow: Oh my god I'm so so so sorry that was meant for Gabe I didn't mean to send it to you I'm really sorry if that gets you in trouble with your fiancé I just I'm so sorry
Me: Don't worry about it. I'll delete the conversation and she'll never know. I'm already in the doghouse anyway
She never texts back probably because she's embarrassed and I'm kind of ashamed to say I didn't delete the conversation. No way in hell I'm getting rid of those pictures and if Amber finds them, I don't really give a damn. She's already pissed at me for doing my job so, to quote myself if you can't live it down might as well live it up. After I get the pancakes done I've finally calmed myself down and I call Tinsley into the kitchen. I lift her up onto a stool at the bar and slide her plate to her. "Uncle Brantley, why were you in the music room last night" she asks with mouthful of chocolate chip pancake. I chuckle and tell her "Amber didn't like a song that I wrote and wouldn't let me sleep in my bed" I try to explain it as simple as possible so she can understand what happened. "Ooo new song!!! Let me hear" she squeals excitedly bouncing in her chair. Awe shit. Do I really want to sing Happier in front of Tinsley? "Please uncle Brantley. You always sing me new songs". Damn it, those puppy dog eye's always get me. "Fine, go get my guitar". She jumps off the stool and runs to get my guitar yelling "yay!!!". "Don't run" I yell to her and go into the living room so I can sit down and play. When little miss comes back downstairs she hands me my guitar and sits down, waiting on me to play. I chuckle at her and start the song.
Driving down 129 on park
I saw you in another's arms
Feels like only a month we've been apart
You look happier
Saw you walk inside a bar
He said something to make you laugh
I saw the both your smiles were twice as wide as our
yeah, you look happier, you do
Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain't nobody love you like I do
Promise that I will not take it personal, baby
If your moving on with someone new
Cause, baby you look happier, You do
My friends tell me one day I'll feel it too
And until then I'll smile to hide the truth
But I know I was happier with you
Sat in the corner of the room
Everything's reminding me of you
Maybe I'll drink a bottle
And tell myself your happier, aren't you
Oh ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain't nobody need you like I do
I know that there's other's that deserve you
But darlin I'm still in love with you
But I guess you look happier, you do
My friends tell me one day I'll feel it too
I could try to smile to hide to truth
But I know I was happier with you
Baby, you look happier, you do
I knew one day you'd fall for someone new
But if he breaks your heart like lovers do
Just know that I'll be waiting here for you
After I strum the last cords Tinsley jumps up and hugs me. "It's sooo pretty" she says looking up at me and it puts a smile on my face. I pick her up sitting her next to me on the couch and say "thank you sweetie" kissing her head. I've got this little girl all weekend and I think I can safely say it's gonna be awesome.
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