She was beyond tickled. She fidgeted in the car seat, unable to contain herself. She couldn't believe he had agreed to take her. He wasn't really good with large crowds of people, but he loved the band the Eagles too. She just couldn't believe he was willing to drive 6 hours to take her.
"Read me the directions, babe. What am I doin'?"
"Where do you wanna go first? The hotel or the venue?"
"Depends when we get there, doesn't it?"
"I mean...my friend gave me the tickets, so we don't have to get there super early."
"I know. Okay. The hotel, then." He tried to adjust his seat, only making the stabbing in his back worse. They had been driving for 5 hours, stopping intermittently, but he needed to move.
"Are you okay, baby?" She stroked his arm. He usually rested one hand on her knee when driving, but both hands had been gripping the wheel the whole time.
"Yeah. Just need to get out and wall around soon."
"We're almost there."
He nodded. When they finally arrived at the hotel, they checked in, lugging their bags to their room. He immediately flopped on the bed. "What time does it start?"
"Seven."
"How far away are we?"
"About 5 miles."
"Let me just stretch out for a while, okay?"
Smiling, she crawled into the bed next to him. "Okay, sweetheart...Thank you..."
"For what?"
"Taking me..."
"Oh, mama." He rested a hand on her back, stroking lightly with his thumb. "Whatever makes you happy."
"You make me happy."
"Well, you've already got me, so I guess whatever else is a bonus, huh?"
She smiled, burrowing her head into his chest. "I love you."
"I love you too."
She let him rest, watching the clock anxiously. She heard him snoring softly and smiled. God, she loved this man.
When about an hour had passed, she gently shook him awake. "Otis...come on, it's time to go."
He stirred, stretching as he rose. "Okay. Let's get goin'."
She kissed him, cupping his jaw. "You're so handsome when you're sleeping."
"Mmm...You say that about everything I do..."
"Well, that's because you're handsome."
"Nah. You're nuts."
She swatted his chest. "You stop that."
He smirked, shaking his head. "Hey, are you okay to drive back here afterward? I can try, but..."
She nodded. "I can drive, Otis. I might need you to read the map, though."
"I can do that. I just can't see well enough to drive."
"You've never been to a concert, have you?"
"Nope."
"You gonna be okay with all the people...?" She asked hesitantly.
"Huh? Yeah, I'll be fine." She knew he didn't like large crowds of people, and was even less fond of people that he didn't know touching him. Both of which would definitely happen that night.
"I'm just worried about you, is all...You don't like this sort of thing."
He shrugged. "Good to get out of my comfort zone, right? Long as you're there I'll be fine."
"Ok, baby..."
He seemed to have a fantastic time at the concert itself, singing along to the songs and even dancing with her at some points. His hand never left her side, though. He needed that crutch as the people squeezed in on him and pushed him closer to the stage.
Coming out of the concert, however, he seemed suddenly sapped of energy. She had guessed the adrenaline rush had worn off.
"You ok?" She asked, stroking his back.
"Yeah, I'm good. Just exhausted..." That was fair. She had gotten him up at 6:30 that morning after keeping him up until 2 in the morning. He didn't really have any room to complain, however, considering the reason he was awake was because she was pleasuring him.
"Did you have fun?" She asked eyes twinkling with anticipation.
He smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Yeah. That was pretty amazing, wasn't it?"
She squealed with joy. "It was! Oh my god!"
He chuckled, kissing her cheek. "You're so precious..."
"Was it worth driving six hours?"
"For that reaction from you? Yeah, mama. It was."
"But...But you liked it too, right?"
He laughed. "Yes, babe. I loved it. I told you, I thought it was awesome."
She drove back to the hotel, relying on him to read the directions. Once they made it back, he kicked his boots off and collapsed onto the bed, pulling his pants and shirt off before he crawled under the covers.
"Baby? Is...is there anything I can do...I...I mean...because you drove me and all?"
He looked over at her, raising an eyebrow. "Will you stop? It's not a big deal."
"I...I know, I just..."
"If you're really that worried, can you work on my back a little...?"
Her face lit up. "You like it when I do that?"
"Yeah..." He rolled onto his stomach and she began to knead his muscles.
She chattered excitedly about the concert, asking if he had seen this or that or what he thought of the way they performed certain songs. Eventually, he had nodded off, not responding to her questions. She lovingly kissed his shoulder and laid beside him, watching his face as he slept.
