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Stubborn Love- A Modern/AU Walking Dead Story	By : ImagineLayla131 Category: S through Z > The Walking Dead Views: 2907 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hi everybody! Like I said, it won't be smooth sailing all the way, you'll find that out by the end of this chapter! I'm excited to see what you all think! :)
I wanna give a special shout out to my beta reader texasbelle91, as well as DarylDixon'sgirl1985, He-Who-Shall-Live, Lego Kid At Heart, and SilverSun09. Please check out their stories, because they are freaking awesome!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NOR HAVE ANY AFFILIATIONS WITH THE WALKING DEAD OR UNCHAINED MELODY. ALL PROPERTIES OWNED BY FRANK DARABONT AND AMC (TELEVISION SERIES), ROBERT KIRKMAN AND TONY MOORE (COMIC BOOK SERIES), AND THE RIGHTEOUS BROTHERS, RESPECTIVELY. I ONLY OWN MY OWN ORIGINAL IDEAS AND CHARACTERS.
Chapter Nine: Unchained
FIVE MINUTES LATER
MELODY
"This is where you want to go? Won't we get caught? It's after one in the morning."
I nodded. "Yep. Trust me, we won't get caught. It just seemed to be the most secluded place I could think of."
"Alright, if you say so." Gareth sighed as he turned his car off. "I'll take your word for it, Melody."
We were at the park playground a couple minutes away from Rick and Lori's. I didn't want to have this conversation in the house in case somebody overheard us, and Gareth's car was too impersonal to have such a discussion, so I decided on the park. It was a place I'd come to whenever I was stressed, even though I'm reminded of the last time I saw Aiden, but I couldn't let that cloud my mind, there were things that had to be said.
The night was silent still, somehow darker than before and the moon being the only light from the sky. Getting out of the car, I started going over everything in my head that I wanted to say. Usually, I didn't really have a problem being straightforward, so why should now be any different? Gareth reached over and grabbed my hand, breaking me from my thoughts as I looked over at him.
"You alright?"
"Huh? Yes, I'm fine. Let's go to the playground." The park wasn't anything out of the norm. It has a basketball court, a baseball diamond, lots of ramps to skate on, a tether ball pole, and lead offs to a couple hiking trails, but the playground was probably my favorite part. There was a seesaw, merry-go-round, swingset, a few slides, a sand box, spring riders, trapeze rings, a maze, and a jungle gym with monkey bars, everything was painted in bold, vibrant colors. Even with as dark as it was outside, the colors shone in the moonlight. "I usually come here when I need some clarity, or the beach, and it's usually this time of night."
"Really? By yourself?"
I nodded. "Yep. I've taken quite a few self-defense and boxing classes with Lori. I may be short, but I can hold my own in a fight and send them running." I failed to mention about the two fights I had gotten into with Lori when I was seventeen. She's too ashamed to admit it, but I kicked her ass. They were the only physical fights we had ever had, and it didn't look like we'll be having one again. That is, if she doesn't kick my own ass for finding out I kissed her husband.
Gareth chuckled. "Is that so now?"
"Mmhmm." I turned around as we walked onto the rubber blacktop and leaned up, wrapping my arms around his neck as I stood on my tip toes.
"I can tell you're a spitfire." He wrapped his arms around my waist. Even though he's a phenomenal kisser, Gareth also gave the best hugs, which in my opinion are just as important. Both of the tops I was wearing had rode up, exposing the small of my back to the night air, and I could feel Gareth's hands lingering in that area.
"Thanks. I know where you're dying to put your hands, dream boat." With a giggle, I boldly moved his hands down lower and pulled him in for a deep kiss as he grabbed my butt and then laughed when I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist. To whomever drove by, it was an interesting sight, the two of us making out with him holding me in the middle of the park. I hadn't really done much P.D.A. before, Randall wouldn't even hold my hand in public, but it was refreshing with Gareth, and it felt right. Except I was getting way too swept up in the intimacy, if I wanted to take things further, we had to get down to business. I pulled back to see Gareth with an amusing smile on his face.
"Whoa, where did that come from?"
"I think I'm still a little tipsy, but I just felt like it."
"Well, I'm glad you did. You're also a feisty one."
"Sometimes." I turned around, seeing that the jungle gym was nearby. "How about the jungle gym?"
"Sure." Gareth carried me the rest of the way there and hoisted me up in the tower. The jungle gym/play set was short enough that we could just climb up in a second, but wide enough to fit us both inside. "So, what did you want to talk about, Melody?"
I looked over at him, and staring into those eyes made me a little nervous, I started to feel like a dumb ass.
Why am I doing this?
Because you really like him and you haven't had sex since that idiot Shane.
It's not all about sex! It's so much more than that with Gareth.
Then speak your mind. Breathe!
Taking a deep breath, I grabbed his hand and gave him a shy smile. "Alright. I'm still a bit tipsy, so I apologize in advance if I say anything stupid, ok?"
"Ha, ok. What's on your mind, beautiful?"
Where do I start? "Well, first off, what's up with you?"
"What do you mean?" He shot me a confused look, meaning that I had come off a little too abrasive.
"Sorry, that came off kind of harsh. I mean, you're pretty damn great. Fantastic, really. I know that, I'm pretty sure you do as well, Lori and Rick obviously know it because they wouldn't have set you up with me if you weren't, my mom knows it and now my friends know it. There's gotta be something that makes you out of the norm. Do you collect ketchup packets? Do you secretly eat people? Are you a compulsive cleaner? Are you circumcised? Would you ever walk barefoot across burning hot coals?"
Gareth scoffed in shock, which is when I realized I just overloaded him, except I didn't feel as tense when he smiled.
"No, I don't collect ketchup packets, but I do collect shot glasses. I'm a carnivore, not a cannibal. I'm not a compulsive cleaner, but I like things neat, and yes, Melody, I'm circumcised, but I wouldn't walk across burning hot coals barefoot. Who would?"
"Alright! High five! Especially for those last two." I could tell he was trying not to laugh as we slapped palms. "My dad was pissed off that I wouldn't do the fire walk at Tony Robbins. I kept meaning to ask if you'd do it but I forgot."
"That's not a good reason to get mad at somebody. Also, my mom had me and my brother circumcised when we were born."
My smile disappeared. "Oh, Jesus."
"What?"
"Now, if I ever meet your brother or whenever you mention him, that's all I'll be thinking about."
Gareth could no longer hold back and burst into laughter. I could feel my face heat up, but it was pretty funny, so I allowed myself to laugh, too.
"You're too funny. To be honest, I'm kind of a boring guy with a few odd habits. I smoke pot from time to time, have a guilty pleasure for action movies, I take the cream out of the Oreos and stack it up, and as you already know, I'm a former ventriloquist." Gareth told me about how when he was younger he had a side business performing at children's birthday parties with Goober, a dummy his mom surprised him with at a garage sale and that he fixed up.
"See, but those are all things that make you even cuter."
"And that's a bad thing how?"
I sighed and looked down, turning his hand over in mine as my finger started swirling invisible patterns into his palm. I know I shouldn't be saying what I was about to, but I had to be honest. "I guess what I want to know is why would a guy like you want anything to do with a girl like me? I mean, I'm not normal. In fact, I'm pretty crazy, you just haven't seen it yet. I cried on our first date, and what do you do? You take me out again the next night and now we're seeing each other. Is it just because you want to please Rick or are you feeling sorry for me?" A part of me wanted to cry now, but I couldn't, I have to be strong. I also needed to stop feeling sorry for myself, but this was how I felt. My emotional and psychological problems that cause me to have outbursts resulted in a lot of consequences from life.
It was one of the reasons my dad left, because my mom was more devoted to helping me than being his wife. People alienated themselves from me, which is why I was constantly bullied and had a lack of both friends and dates. The medications could only do so much, the majority was up to me. Since meeting Gareth, I've been trying really hard to keep myself under control, and I had for the most part, but how long would it last? It was something I have to worry about for the rest of my life, and it's something that whomever I end up with would have to endure as well, which is why me ever leading a normal life seemed almost hopeless.
Gareth turned his hand over and squeezed mine. "Melody, look at me." Once I found the courage to look into his eyes, all I saw was earnestness and not judgment. "This has nothing to do with Rick, his only involvement is bringing us together and that's it. No, I'm not dating you out of pity. Nobody is perfect, we all have issues and I don't think any less of you because of it. I really like you, Melody, a lot, and I could see myself getting serious with you."
I felt my eyes widen slightly. "Really, you can?"
He nodded. "Actually, I was going to bring this up earlier, but you were kind of preoccupied on the way to the party and you were sleeping most of the way back, so I figure the time is now. I already know Rick, Lori, and Carl, I've met your mom and now your friends, but with the exception of Martin the Moron, you haven't met anybody in my life. I'd really like to take things further with us and bring you home to meet my family."
"You do?" I was having to do everything possible to hold back the megawatt smile that was threatening to explode on my face. No guy I dated had ever wanted to introduce me to their family. I met Aiden's parents when we got back from the Senior Life Skills Retreat and again at graduation, I only met Randall's dad by accident, but to have a guy that actually wanted to bring me home?! This was a big step, but I was so touched that I wasn't apprehensive.
"Are you up for-"
"Yes!" I quickly pulled myself in. "I mean... Yeah, sure, dude. I'm down." I shrugged, trying to play it cool, but his smile told me I wasn't being judged.
"Alright, that's settled. What else is on your mind?"
"Now the other big thing I wanted to discuss, it's kind of the pink elephant in the room." Even with a chill picking up in the air, heat was rising to my cheeks and the nervous laughter was making a comeback. "This is kind of embarrassing."
"It's ok, don't be ashamed. You can tell me anything."
I had to bite the inside of my cheeks to stop the laughter and finally look Gareth in the eye. "Alright, here it goes, and I'm just gonna be blunt about it. When it comes to sex, I'm sort of in a grey area. I'm not a pro, but I'm not green, either. For goodness' sakes, I work in the adult entertainment business, it would be ridiculous if I didn't know anything at all." We shared a brief laugh before I continued talking.
"I've only slept with three guys, and honestly, I don't know if I've ever had an orgasm." This was true, I've faked all of them. Randall and Ben (the second guy I slept with) both insist that it happened, and with Shane, I definitely had to fake them because he was always staring right at me. I really don't think I've ever had one not provided by a vibrator. According to my mom and all the girls I've talked to in the porn business, you know. Now probably would have been the perfect time to tell Gareth about Shane and especially Rick, but I was still too ashamed, even though I knew that if we were going to get serious I'd have to tell him at some point.
"I'm going to just come out and say it: Gareth, I like you, too, a lot, but I'm also very sexually and physically attracted to you. Like sometimes when we're together I think to myself "He's so hot, I really want him to just ravage me. Like throw me down and make me experience things that I've only seen and read about." Or "I would really love to blow him or give him a lap dance, I want to satisfy him." Then, other times I feel that because I'm so inexperienced, you may get turned off. I'm sure I sound insane, but there's this allure you have that makes me want to unleash the sexuality I always wanted and never knew I had within me. And that's all I have to say, so do with it what you will." I felt like my mind was suddenly lighter and was proud of myself for opening up about my desires, but I wasn't sure what to make of the look on Gareth's face.
GARETH
After hearing everything Melody had to say, I was sure my jaw was to the floor. It's not so much that I was entirely in shock, more that I was also very flattered and impressed. All the while I had been trying to figure out how I was going to uncover more about her, and she had already made a start. Perhaps I had misjudged the situation. It was also fantastic to officially know that our attraction both physically and sexually was on the same level.
"Wow, thank you. I'm really flattered, I've been feeling the same connection honestly since we've met. While I do want to take that next step with you, I also have no problem waiting as long as you want or need."
"Really?"
I nodded. "Yes, really. I know sometimes you can be a little self conscious, but I already find you to be very sexy." She looked down and started giggling, I could tell she was a little embarrassed, so I put my hand on her thigh to get her to look at me. "I'm serious, you are. You just have this natural sexiness that you exude, you don't even have to try like so many other girls do. This is going to sound weird, but the littlest things about you turn me on. Like the way you apply your lipstick, how your dimples poke out when you're laughing, or how sometimes when we kiss you start nibbling my lip. I'm ready whenever you are, babe, but just know you're the only girl I'm thinking of." This was true. Ever since Melody and I started dating, I hadn't even bothered to take a double glance at another girl, she had my complete and undivided attention.
"Thanks, hun. You have no idea how much I appreciate your patience."
"Of course."
We looked out at the stars for a moment, the only sounds being the chirping of crickets, before looking back at each other. When our eyes met, the spark intensified. Melody and I simultaneously lunged forward, our lips crashing so hard I could feel my teeth chattering, our hands tangled in each other's hair as I laid her down. Furiously crisscrossing tongues and heated moans made the kisses more frantic, our combined passion was at full force, but then suddenly she stopped.
"Wait, wait, hold on a second." Melody fully pulled away, her hands on either side of my face.
"What? What's the matter? Too fast?" I was worried I had done something to make her uncomfortable.
"When was the last time you got tested? Sorry, I know that's personal, it's just Sally my Human Sexuality teacher told us we should always find out before getting physically intimate with somebody."
She really was too adorable for words. "It's fine, I'm glad you asked. You're a smart girl. I got tested back in May and everything came out clean." Actually, May was the third time I had gotten tested. The first time was almost immediately after I caught Theresa cheating on me back in January. That Sam looked like a total scuz bucket, who knew what he had?
The second time was in March following my weekend long tryst with Genevieve, the Judith Lieber representative I had bedded that was a leggy redhead with a thick French accent that was almost as tall as me, and the third time in May was after I slept Christine, the rep from Jaguar that was the older sister to Delilah Daltrey-Steverson, the former teen beauty queen turned model/actress that skyrocketed to international superstardom, as well as being happily married to the lead singer of the rock band Led Monkey. I've never told Melody that she reminded me of Delilah, they both had a similar build, albeit Melody was a couple inches shorter. Regardless, I was completely unscathed by my sexual conquests. "What about you?"
"It was July and nothing, I'm good to go." She leaned up and kissed me before I could reply, fully pulling me in on top of her. My hands went from her face to boldly going up her shirt and under her bra. I almost lost it when they came into contact with her incredibly large and soft breasts, they were all natural. While I wanted nothing more at this moment than to see Melody completely naked, I wasn't complaining.
"Oh, my god, you have the most amazing boobs. Melody, you're so gorgeous, your body drives me crazy."
She started nibbling my lip before kissing me harder, moaning heavily, and I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Her hand was cold from the night air but her touch felt so warm as it slipped down the front of my pants and grabbed my throbbing erection, which was only growing longer as she started gliding her hand back and forth. I took my jacket off and lifted her up to lay it down, using it as a makeshift sheet. Melody flung my belt off, accidentally tossing it from the jungle gym and onto the rubber blacktop. "Sorry about that." She said in between kisses as she continued massaging me, unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans.
"It's fine. God, Melody, I want you so bad, like you wouldn't believe."
"Mmm, me too, Gareth." Melody grabbed my face as our make out session became more heated. "Do you have protection?"
"Yeah." I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck to kiss her zealously once more before I grabbed the trusted Trojan from the inside pocket of my jacket. I keep at least two condoms on me at all times – better safe than sorry in a moment of spontaneity- and switch them out if they aren't used. For the past month, this is what I had been waiting for, and nothing was going to get in our way. Now that Melody had told me she's never had a true orgasm, I wanted to be her first, I wanted to be the one to bring her to the stars. I was just about to tear the condom wrapper open when Melody retracted.
"Are you ok?"
She shook her head. "I'm allergic to latex condoms." Those five little words were the last thing I was expecting to hear.
FUCK! SO CLOSE YET SO FAR AWAY.
"I'm sorry, it just hurts a lot if I use latex. I mean, if you really want-"
I shook my head and gave her a light kiss. "No, it's alright. I'll make a note of it." I didn't want to express my disappointment and was trying everything to hide it, knowing that I'd be taking a super long, ice cold shower.
"There's something else I can do for you, though." Before I could question her, Melody turned us over so she was on top, the moonlight illuminated around her, creating a glow, and her eyes seemed to sparkle. She leaned in and kissed me as her hands traveled back to my pants, releasing my shaft from their constricted boxer brief residence.
"Melody, wait. Are you sure?" This is how I would imagine a horny teenager would feel, even though it wasn't my first time at the fair. Yes, I did want this to happen, but I also didn't want her to feel pressured at all.
"Yes, I'm sure. I want to satisfy and take care of you." That might possibly have been the sweetest thing a girl had ever said to me. Regardless of how long it was taking Melody to open up, that statement alone showed how much I really meant to her. She gazed down at my visible member and silently gasped.
"Oh, wow."
Her reaction was priceless, I had to do everything not to laugh. I was lucky enough to be very well endowed and hadn't received any complaints, but I wasn't entirely sure what to make of her surprise. "Everything ok?"
Melody looked up and nodded with a small smile. "Mmhmm. It's perfect. Just relax, Gareth." She licked her hand and began to stroke me while lowering herself, lying flat on her stomach as she started licking from the base to the top, delicately tonguing underneath the head before taking me in her mouth, inch by inch. The snug fit of my hard cock down Melody's throat was enough to make me cum on the spot, but God, did I want this to last.
"Mmm, Melody…" I laid back as she started licking and sucking my entire length, her teeth lightly grazing the sensitive skin sent tingles throughout my body. My eyelids kept threatening to close to further enjoy the sensation, but at the same time, I was utterly captivated. Captivated by the softness of her luscious lips and the gentle touch of her hand, feeling the utmost relaxation from one simple yet sexy act that caused me to lose my breath and go weak in the knees. Melody started sucking from the bottom to the top painfully slow, then picked up the speed and went back again, teasing me. She spun her tongue around the tip and sucked it completely without stopping, and that was when I could no longer hold back, allowing myself to fully release.
"AHH, FUCK! MELODY!"
My dick started spasming in her mouth as my moans became uncontrollable, trying everything not to grip her hair while I came, opting for her free hand instead. The pleasure had taken over and clouded my mind, all I saw were black spots popping up everywhere. A few minutes later, when I opened my eyes to see Melody's beautiful face staring back at me, my already accelerated heartbeat went even faster.
"Hey, Wonder Boy." She shot me a laughing smile, which I returned.
"Hey yourself. Get over here, sexy girl." I pulled Melody towards my side, lazily wrapping my arm around her as my pants decreased and my breathing returned to normal. "Where on Earth did you learn to give head like that? They should be knighted, because that was just… wow, I'm speechless, Melody."
Melody looked away, trying not to laugh. "I guess I'm a natural. I was actually the one that taught Beth how to give a proper blowjob back when her and Noah started up, she hadn't been sexually active with her two previous boyfriends. Don't let the whole Taylor Swift look fool you. She may be a good girl in the streets, but she's definitely a freak in the sheets."
I glanced over at her and we both started laughing. "Is that so now?"
"Sure is. Neither one of us will ever be able to look at Popsicle popsicles or pickled cucumbers the same way again for the rest of our lives."
"I'll never be able to look at jungle gyms and play sets- hell, playgrounds in general- the same again after tonight. You're too much." I leaned over on my side, caressing her face and staring into those striking eyes. "How am I going to keep up with you?"
She shrugged. "You're a smart guy, I'm sure you'll figure it out. Except if you ever see the dark side of me, I know you'll be gone for good." Melody glanced down, and it upset me to see how even though she was seemingly happy, she was still troubled. I really hope that one day it would change.
"Hey." I rubbed my thumbs across the apples of her cheeks until she looked at me again. "No matter what happens, I'm here for you, Melody. I promise." With that, I leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss. "Especially after a blowjob like that."
Melody scoffed when I winked, but started laughing. "Yeah, right. I'd hope you wouldn't stick around for just that."
I shook my head. "I promise."
2:20 AM
MELODY
"Thanks again for tonight and for staying afterwards. I'm glad we were able to talk." While I was relieved that we had cleared the air on some things, I was slightly embarrassed over my actions at the park, I was way too forward. What Gareth failed to notice was that I had accidentally swallowed, and I was kind of mortified to mention it. Had the condom been lambskin, would we have ended up having sex right there in the jungle gym? What if I came off as clingy when I said I wanted to satisfy and take care of him? Whenever I had strong feelings for a guy, that's how I felt. I had felt it with Randall and Aiden, and now I'm feeling it with Gareth, which only meant one thing: I've fallen in love with him.
"Me too. You're not always easy to read, but I appreciate you opening up more, I'm really glad." Gareth said as he walked me to the door.
"I know, I'm weird like that sometimes, but it's only temporary. There's just a lot on my mind." I ran my fingers up and down the sleeve of his jacket. "That really is an awesome jacket, you lucked out finding it."
"Thanks, and don't worry. I don't ever want you to feel pressured to tell me anything, but I hope you'll let me in entirely one day." His words hurt in the sense that we were both aware of how guarded I was.
"I have a feeling I will, you'll see. Patience is a virtue, and you've got lots of it." I wanted to, but would I ever fully let him in? God knows he's more than worth it, but what is holding me back? I really need to think this over.
"That's true. I had an excellent time with you, as always." He wrapped me up for one final embrace of the night. I let it linger, allowing myself that brief moment to get lost in the scent of his cologne and the feel of being in his arms.
"Me, too. Good night, babe." I stood on my tip-toes so our lips could meet. Whenever we kissed, I felt both calm and excited, like I could relax yet also be aroused. I really needed to figure everything out, I was just a confetti ball of jumbled thoughts and emotions.
"Good night, gorgeous." When I turned around to open the door, I felt him pinch my butt, which made my eyes widen and turn around, laughing.
"Gareth!"
He shrugged, giving me an innocent look before cracking a sly smile. "What?"
I rolled my eyes. "You're a cheeky bastard, ya know that? I give you an inch and you take a mile." I winked, letting him know I was just teasing.
"I know, I'm just playing around. Call you later?"
"Ok. Bye, sweets, sleep well."
"I will, and you too. Bye, baby."
Every time he called me a pet name, it made my heart flutter just a little bit faster. He really was so cute, and I knew my friends were right. This was everything I wanted in a guy, a perfectly wrapped package presented on a silver platter. Why after almost five years of dating and hooking up with idiots had the universe finally sent me a good guy? There had to be a Catch-22 that I had missed somewhere, nothing is ever this easy, and my stubbornness would be sure to find out what it was.
ENCINO, 45 MINUTES LATER
GARETH
"Whoa, my love
My darling
I've hungered for your touch
A long, lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?"
I smiled as I walked in the house through the garage door. "Unchained Melody" by The Righteous Brothers had been playing on the radio on the drive home, and it immediately made me think of Melody. Now, it was stuck in my head and I softly sang it throughout the house so I wouldn't wake anybody up. As crazy as it sounds, I had been feeling it for a while, but I knew after tonight: I was completely in love with her.
"I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me
Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea
To the open arms of the sea
Lonely rivers sigh, "Wait for me, wait for me
I'll be coming home, wait for me""
My Melody. It sure has a nice ring to it. The sucky thing was I really couldn't tell her this soon, it would probably scare her off. Melody had barely just let me in, except I couldn't help but feel this way. They say that a man knows if he's fallen in love with a woman by the third date, maybe I just didn't realize it until now. It wasn't going to be easy holding this in, I literally wanted to shout from the rooftops how crazy about this girl I was.
"Whoa, my love
My darling
I've hungered, hungered for your touch
A long, lonely time
And time goes by so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?"
Time was going to play a big factor in all this. I had already been patient, I just needed to keep it up. I also had a feeling she was going to break all her walls down sooner than I thought she would.
"I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me"
I was about to head to my room when I heard the sound of Bob Marley playing from my brother's room. Smirking to myself, I opened up the door to see Alex shirtless and on the floor by the foot of his bed, lighting up his bong. He was the epitome of the typical stoner, with his unruly curly hair, wannabe facial hair, and pot belly, it was pretty hilarious at times. "Hey, Bongwater."
"Dude, shut the door!" He motioned me in as I closed the door.
"Why are you still awake? The girls are sleeping, you don't want to wake them up."
Alex shook his head. "I won't. Lizzie is reading Stephen King books under the covers with a flashlight, The Moms are doing Positions 50-100 in Karma Sutra." Sometimes, having two mothers was confusing, so we just called ours "Mom" and Carol "Momrol", which Alex came up with when he was younger. The girls are still young, so they call my mom "Mom" and Carol "Mommy".
"Gee, thanks, I'll go alert Penthouse." I glanced over at his TV to see a very graphic threesome. "Why are you watching porn?"
"I'm horny, bro. Did I hear you singing that song from Ghost or am I just completely baked out of my skull?"
I shook my head, smiling to myself. "No, that's what you heard."
"Pussy. Wanna hit?"
I shrugged, taking the lighter and the bong. "Sure." Normally, I prefer joints to bongs, but the thought of a hit before bed was tempting, even though I was still in a nirvana like state after that incredible blow job.
"Dude, you're pretty serious about this chick, huh? I can't remember you ever singing an overrated love song about a girl."
I was trying not to laugh as I breathed in, the water rapidly bubbling before I inhaled, holding it in and then exhaling it out. "It's the only song with her name in it, and she's more than just some chick, Alex. I think I met the girl I'm going to marry."
For some reason, he found that to be hysterically funny and burst into laughter. "Yeah, you said the same thing about Theresa, broseph, and look what happened there. You found her riding the pool boy's face in what would have been your marital bed. Besides, how's Melanie going to react to what you've yet to tell her?"
I rolled my eyes. While my brother was cool, he was also a giant pain in the ass more times than he should be. "Her name is Melody, not Melanie, and I'm going to tell her. She's so guarded though, I'm worried if I tell her now she'll be spooked. It's all about timing, but she will know."
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