Forever and Always #3

Written by J.J. © 5, August, 2009

I took a quick shower and sprayed some of S's favourite perfume on myself before I walked over to the table, S and Brad were staring at eachother obsesivly.

"Guys?"

"Sorry Danni. Brad's a little.. Shy."

Brad rolled his eyes.

S pulled me into his chest and kissed me on the lips. "You look so cute with no makeup." He said, kissing me again.

"Ugh"

"Shut up Brad, I don't care about what you think alright?" S said a little more irritated.

"No you're right, fine. I'm out of here in a week anyway, I won't have to see any of it."

"Look, I really should go.. You guys need to.. Talk."

"He's just upset because he doesn't think someone your age is responsable for themself."

"I'm right! She's going to hurt you or you're going to hurt her!"

"Everyone's gonna get hurt some time." S and I said in unison.

"Look, I don't like it alright. She's a little girl. Shit, half the girls her age havn't even hit puberty yet!"

"She has." S said looking me up and down, which made us both blush.

Brad stormed out and skidded up the road in his ute.

"I'm sorry."

"It's alright, but I told you people weren't going to like it.."

"No one else will find out, Brad's not going to tell anyone. He doesn't wonna ruin his reputation by being the brother of a pedo." He laughed.

"S.." I sighed. "Is he right? Am I to young?"

"Am I to old?"

"No.."

"Then you're not to young. Age is only a number."

"I love you." I whispered as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Danni.. I wonna be able to walk down the street with my arms around you, I wonna be able to kiss you in public, I wonna be able to take you out places, but I can't.."

"I know.. And S, you knew he was going to leave didn't you?"

"Why do you think that?"

"You've got two cans of Jack Daniels out, not 3..."

"Maybe I didn't want a little girl drinking."

"AND you happen to know Jacks is my favourite." I laughed. "Plus, you havn't cooked anything."

"Well.. I was going to...." He sighed and rolled his eyes, "Alright, you win."

I picked up a can of Jacks smiling. "Hey are you really gonna get a new lounge?" I laughed.

"I think I owe him fresh covers." He said picking up his can.

I took 1 sip of my drink, and before I knew it the can was gone.. And the next one, and the next one, and the next one, and the light walking-on-air feeling was more of a heavy I-can-barly-walk feeling. "Hate to break it to ya, but that's all my Jacks."

"Are you kidding? What else do you have?"

"You've had enough."

I rummaged around the fridge and found a bottle of jagermeister. "Eww!"

"Didn't think you'd like it."

"I hate it."

"Then why are you opening the bottle?" He laughed.

I put the bottle down on the bench and kissed him. "I love you."

"Are you saying that because I'm old enough to buy alcohol?"

"Shut up." I slapped him playfuly on the arm.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me pationatly.

"I love you to." He smiled, grabbing my hand and bringing me to his room.

We started all over again, but this time there was no Brad, no interuptions, just sex. Drunken sex.