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Chapter 22

"Hope everyone has everything they need because we're just about to the hangar," Bo announced and glanced around the car.

"We're all set dear," my mom answered with an ecstatic smile. One hand was on my father's knee. She gave him a quick look before finding me.

I was happy he decided to come along and even happier to say that he hadn't been a stick in the mud since we picked them up in the limo twenty minutes ago. Dad genuinely seemed like he wanted to go on this trip. When his eyes met mine I offered a warm smile, which he returned until we were all distracted by the stopping of the car.

Seconds later the driver opened the door revealing Bo's black jet out on the tarmac. I stepped out first to the greeting of the same crew I'd met the first time quickly grabbing our bags from the trunk and taking them to the plane.

"Wow," my dad gushed. "That's your private jet Bo?"

"Yes sir. You like her?"

"Beautiful. I've always had a fascination with planes. Thought about taking flying lessons once, but never got around to it. That's a G6 right?"

"You nailed it. You know your planes."

"Bo's a pilot," I interjected.

"Really?" My dad perked up even more. Bo was scoring all kinds of points today. "Will you be flying us today?"

"I was planning to relax with you all today and let Captain Paul do all the work, but if you'd like Arthur, you could join me in the cabin and I will get us in the air?"

I couldn't remember ever seeing my dad's eyes light up like a five year old at Christmas morning, but Bo's invitation did the trick. "I'd love to and Bo, please call me Art."

Mom and I looked at one another in utter shock. Not many people were allowed to call him Art outside of family. It usually took an act of God for him to warm up to someone that much and that act certainly took more than a few short meetings.

"All right Art." Bo threw me a cocky glance with a half smirk. One that would usually have me pinning her to a wall within seconds, but parents and all... "Let's get us in the air."

Mom scooted against my side and whispered, "I don't think we'll ever have a problem getting him to go away with us anymore. That just made his weekend and then some."

"I think you're right mom."

"Can Bo really fly this?" Her voice was filled with awe.

"Oh yeah and god does she look hot in her captain's hat." As soon as the words left my mouth I blushed furiously as my mom laughed. I couldn't believe I said that aloud to my mother.

She squeezed my elbow. "I bet there's not a thing she doesn't look great in dear. She's beautiful."

That she was. Beyond beautiful inside and out.

What I considered to be one of my most awkward of moments, didn't seem to faze her. I nodded in agreement, but held any further words until I could get the memories of what Bo did to me wearing that hat on our first getaway out of my mind. That would be no easy task.

I swallowed hard and followed the crew to the plane. A quick glass of something strong before takeoff sounded like a great idea.

XXX

Mom and I sat comfortably in our seats with Paul while Bo did just as she promised and took us to fifty thousand feet with my father in the co-pilot chair.

Once we were smoothly at altitude, my mom turned with a grin and nudged me with her elbow. "A girl could get used to this."

"Mhm. There are definitely a lot of perks to being a billionaire." I smiled, watching as she ran her hand over the Italian leather seats and gawked at the interior of the gorgeous plane. She commented on the televisions, full bathroom and the bedroom, which I had shown her during a quick tour before take off.

A few moments later Bo stepped out of the cabin. Her eyes caught mine and sparkled like the sun over the ocean. The corners of her mouth pulled up into the brightest, most genuine smile I'd ever seen and I had a feeling this family trip was something quite special to her. She tore her gaze away to talk to Paul, flashing back to me every few seconds, but her expression would brighten every time our eyes met and it made my heart flutter.

Mom leaned in and whispered, "A girl could get used to that too. Being looked at with such love, like she was the only woman in the world."

I didn't answer as Bo started toward us.

"Art's going to stay in the cabin for a bit. I have a feeling he may reconsider those flying lessons when he gets back home."

"That would be wonderful." Mom placed her hands together as if in prayer. "Not to mention a small miracle if he actually did something besides work."

"I'll do my best to encourage him," Bo added happily before leaning in to give me a chaste kiss. "I missed you," she whispered and sat down in the chair beside me. She turned her attention to my mom, who was smiling ridiculously at us. "Are you comfortable Connie? Can I get you anything?"

"Everything's wonderful, Bo. Thank you."

"Well don't hesitate to ask, okay?"

"Okay. You've already done more than enough, though I won't complain about you spoiling me."

"A lady should be spoiled," Bo replied smoothly.

Did my mother just blush? I seriously think she blushed. Bo was definitely a master at laying on the charm. First my dad and now my mom, who was practically swooning and I'd admit that I loved every second of it.

It wasn't just mom though. Bo had a way with people. Given the strong feelings I had for her, I was more than pleased that my parents, dad especially, had taken a liking to her. If I had my way, she was going to be around for a very long time.

XXX

We had to listen to my dad gush about Bo letting him take the Bugatti for a spin at the airstrip. She had left it there from her last visit. That was one of is dream cars that he hadn't had a chance to drive yet and he took full opportunity to put some of his old racing skills to work at the urging of Bo. "I know that your family respects an automobile just as mine does. You treasure the qualities and enjoy each one's character. Go ahead, get on the gas, but remember, you break it you bought it."

He laughed and waved and then climbed behind the wheel. He tore down the strip.

Not many people know that Arthur Lewis actually had a fantastic amateur racing career. He taught me a thing or too and its no doubt where I got my driving skills from.

I told Bo she didn't have to feel pressured to give my parents every little thing, but she put her hand on my arm and looked at me with complete sincerity when she said, "Lauren, I trust them just as I do you with all that I have. The same way you trusted me with your most prized possession, the one hundred S. Besides, Art has a classic dragster he's gonna let me drive when we get back."

Ah, so that was it. "Yes, the dragster. Its pretty awesome. You won't be disappointed Bo."

Fifteen minutes later we were in the Cadillac Escalade and headed up the mountain. When we entered the large gate of the Dennis Family estate, both of my parents jaw dropped. They'd been to local parties of well to do families before and even held their own, but this was a whole other ball game. This was like American Royalty.

My mother fidgeted nervously with the hem of her dress. I reached across and calmed her, "Relax."

Who was I kidding? I wanted to jump out of my skin at the idea of our father's meeting. They were both all business all the time that I didn't know what to expect. I knew my mom would be fine with Evelyn, even if she put up an icy front, but the whole idea of our parents finally meeting was nerve wracking in a way that said this was the final step in our relationship. Sure there was marriage and stuff, but in-laws were a big deal, or so I've heard. More than anything, I wanted them all to get along. I didn't want to deal with bickering at holidays or any of that shit when we had family gatherings.

We came to a stop and were greeted by George and two young men assisting us out of the SUV and taking our things. My parents looked on as the staff scurried about.

"Welcome home Miss...um..Bo," George stammered, remembering how she hated to be addressed formally.

"Good to see you George," Bo replied and wrapped him into a hug. "You remember Lauren?"

"Hello George," I greeted.

"Of course I do." He beamed. "I'm thrilled to have you back."

"Thank you. It's great to be back." His smile helped me relax, feeling a little bit at home on my second trip. "George, these are my parents, Arthur and Connie Lewis."

"A pleasure Connie." He shook my mom's hand gently, before straightening up and extending a firm handshake to dad. "And Arthur, nice to meet you. All of you things will be at your lodges when you are ready," George announced with a smile.

"Thank you George," my mom and dad replied appreciatively in tandem.

"Of course. And anything that you should require, do not hesitate to ask. Also, there is a breakfast and dinner menu in your lodge. Just call the extension listed and let the chef know your preferences and the time you would care to dine if you will not be joining us in the main hall."

Mom and dad looked at one another in shock before nodding their understanding.

"Guess its time to meet the parents," Bo shrugged with a cautious smile. She took my hand, lacing our fingers and I could feel the slight tremble of nerves that contradicted her cool exterior.

I squeezed her fingers and offered a soft smile before I glanced back to check on my folks. They followed us in through the giant door and into the beautiful log home with wonder in their eyes, much the way I did the first time. I had to admit, that this place made me yearn for a mountain home.

The clacking of heels on the wooden floor meant the meeting was imminent. I took a deep breath and watched as my father took his place beside me, chest and chin high the way he always did at work. Mom was next to him, his hand in hers, with an air of confidence as well.

We were still millionaires after all and my parents were more than familiar with dealing with the rich and famous. I just hoped that it wouldn't take long for all the pomp and circumstance to die down and everyone just be themselves.

Seconds later, Bo's parents, trailed by her sister, made their appearance. Just like last time they looked like they came right out of an outdoor magazine in their North Face clothing all perfectly pressed. Alyn and Evelyn wore bright smiles while Kierstyn had her usual, "I'm smiling, but I'd rather be shopping" face on.

The mood was warmer than our first meeting, which set me at ease some.

"Yseabeau," Evelyn exclaimed and threw her arms around her daughter, whispering something in her ear that had Bo blushing when she was released.

Curious.

"Mother," Bo smiled before turning to Alyn. "Father." She accepted his bear hug as well.

This was definitely not the same greeting, but I rather liked it.

"Kierstyn," Bo mumbled and then ignored her completely as she turned to us.

"You all remember Lauren."

"Of course," her parents answered with big grins.

"So glad we didn't scare her off," Evelyn smiled warmly before she gave me a hug as well.

"Agreed," Alyn said as he followed suit.

As soon as he let me go, his posture tensed as he approached my parents. A slight shift in the air as the two men faced one another.

"Alyn, Evelyn," I started nervously. "I'd like you to meet my parents, Arthur and Connie."

Dad extended his hand gently to Evelyn first and then tightly to Alyn, with a pleasant smile, "A pleasure. Thank you for inviting us to your home."

"So happy you could both join us," Alyn replied and the handshakes moved to my mother.

"Yes, it will be a lovely weekend," Evelyn agreed.

"Your home is breathtaking," mom exhaled, making Evelyn beam.

"Thank you. I picked out most of the decor myself."

So far so good as we were ushered into the family room with our fathers chatting about business and mothers about decor. Bo and Kierstyn snarled at one another for a few moments before the woman stormed off to another room leaving Bo with a satisfied grin as she took my hand once again.

We spent the first hour having sandwiches and getting comfortable with one another. I hated feeling like this was all too easy, but it lingered in my gut anyway. Suddenly Alyn mentioned a classic 1955 Porsche 356 and my dad's ears perked up. That was one of his favorites. The next thing I knew, the two of them were out the door, in a golf cart and headed to some garage up the hill.

"We won't see them till dinner. Boys and their toys." Evelyn laughed and mom nodded with a chuckle.

"Not just the boys mother," Bo interjected, nudging me with her elbow. "This one has her fair share as well."

"I do," I said with a shrug. I loved cars. So sue me.

We all shared a laugh at the way people could bond over automobiles.

"I'm glad they have that shared interest," I added.

"Yes, something besides our two beautiful, uber successful girls," Evelyn gushed.

Apparently I'd done a fine job of winning Bo's parents over. At least Bo and I had both been successful in that endeavor.

"Yes, we certainly do have that in common. Bo is just lovely. We adore her and how happy she makes Lauren," my mom stated with endearment.

"Same here. Lauren is wonderful and Ysabeau is over the moon. We've never seen her like that with anyone."

The two women scooted closer and continued to gush over us. Bo and I both shifted uncomfortably, our cheeks getting redder by the second.

"Okay, well we're umm..." Bo stood, tugging me up with her. "Gonna take a walk." She led me out. "or something," she mumbled with a wink.

Mom and Evelyn waved us away and continued on like excited sorority girl.

Bo's steps grew faster, her hand pulling mine until we were at a trot, through the hallway, out the back door and down a grassy hill toward a lake.

"Thank god," I let out in a ragged breath. "But at least it went well."

"Yeah, its safe to say the parents love us." I pulled her to a stop and back into my arms as we stood by the water. "Your dad was so different."

"Yeah well, mom said he's chilled out alot since he retired. And you did such a great job winning them over the first time." Bo pressed her lips to mine.

"I nailed it huh?" I mumbled against her mouth between kisses.

"Mhm." She paused and pulled back. "And your folks seem comfortable. Went better than we could have imagined."

"Now how about we find some way to entertain ourselves till dinner?" I bit my lip as her hands drifted down to my ass.

Bo let out a low growl. Her nose brushed along my neck making me shiver as she whispered, "I'm sure we can think of something."

XXX

So far the weekend had been a complete success. Now it was time for the gala.

"You ready?" I looked back over my shoulder and my breath hitched. Every single time I thought she couldn't get any more beautiful, she blew me away again. I hoped that never stopped. "Wow." The single word said it all, falling out in a breathless whisper.

"I'll never get tired of leaving you breathless," she said with an endearing smile, a soft blush tinging her cheeks to let me know my appraisal was appreciated.

"Glad to hear that. I rather like being breathless."

"You look," she let out a heavy sigh, "just unbelievable, Lauren. I'm a very luck lady." She closed the distance and draped her arms around my neck. Her eyes fell shut and a goofy smile crossed her lips before she leaned her forehead against mine.

"That makes two of us," I responded shakily, feeling every bit of Bo's heat through the thin fabric of our gowns. My arms wrapped around her waist, locking behind her back to prevent any chance of escape.

I pressed forward, tilting my chin up so I could claim her lips, slowly, softly, drawing a soft moan from her as her hold on me tightened. We kept it innocent, all to aware of how easily we could lose ourselves. I eased myself away from her luscious lips, running my tongue along my own to savor her before opening my eyes.

She was smiling wide and bright, her bottom lip sucked between her teeth. "You're killing me, Lauren."

It was impossible to love her any more than I did already. A wicked grin spread across my face. I took a certain pride in making her knees weak and I strived to do it in as many ways possible. "Shall we?"

She nodded. "Let's do it"

We unraveled ourselves and grabbed out coats and clutches. "I can't wait to see my mom and dad. She hasn't shown him her dress yet. I doubt he's seen her that dolled up in years."

"That should be interesting. I had Melinda, who does my mothers hair and make up for these special occasions, stop by to see if she wanted any help."

"You did? Thank you."

"I kind of like spoiling your mom."

"She is most certainly enjoying it."

"And you."

"I appreciate it, but you don't have to. I only want you."

"I know, but you do love all my cars."

"Yes, yes I do." I laughed. "But I love you most, Bo Dennis."

"Good." She kissed my cheek.

"As for my mom, I may need to watch out. I think you've swept her off her feet."

"I tend to have that effect on the ladies." Bo winked.

"And my dad too." I tried to suppress a grin over the fact that my girlfriend could charm the pants off of anyone.

"I tend to have that effect on the gentleman as well," she replied full of confidence.

"That's the truth. And I imagine that smooth operator will be in full effect tonight schmoozing for charity?"

"You know it. But I'm not the only smooth one. Care to partake in a challenge?"

Intriguing. I did love a good challenge. "What did you have in mind?"

"The one who gets the most donations tonight wins. A friendly competition in the name of charity."

"Rules?"

"Just two. No family and no personal contribution. But you can have Mandy and Charlie."

"Please Bo, I'm a closer. I don't need you to spot me a lead."

She threw her head back and laughed. "All right fine. You know I love some feisty Lauren."

"Mhm. Don't try to distract me. What's the winner get?"

"It was worth a shot," she snickered. "The winner gets absolutely anything they want."

"You're on." We shook on it. "Look out Ms. Dennis, I have plans for you."

"Do you're worst Ms. Lewis. I've got plans of my own." Bo held out her elbow. "Let's give away a car and raise a shit load of money."

I took a hold of her elbow and let her lead me out the door where the limo driver was patiently waiting. This was going to be an interesting evening.

XXX

Bo and I arrived in the first of three limos. There was one for each couple so everyone could enjoy their own moment on the red carpet. My parents were next. I wanted to be close to enjoy this moment with them, especially my mom. Last was Bo's parents so they could so no one would be hurrying them along. As we came to a stop and the door opened, a blinding flood of flashbulbs went off. Bo had warned me that the media attention would be insane since she had recruited more celebrities, but it was still shocking. She stepped out first, then turned and offered her hand. I was greeted by that stunning Bo smile that I loved so much. I wasn't too sure how she wanted to handle our walk, but when her arm slipped around my waist and she placed a tender kiss by my ear, I shivered with excitement.

The flashes continued to bombard us as she whispered "You ready? Is this okay?"

I nodded and returned a smile, trying to contain the blush that threatened to rush up my neck and cheeks from both her breath on my skin and the honor of being so publicly escorted by this amazing, stunning woman.

Bo started our walk, pausing for pictures here and there. Her hand never left my hip, keeping a possessive hold on me the length of the walk. She moved us gracefully with kind words and proud smiles for all, leaving no question about whether or not Bo had finally settled down. When we reached the entrance we turned back to the crowd all clamoring for our attention. All I could see was my mom and dad looking the happiest they had in years as they waved at us and started their own trek inside.

We pushed through the front door of the ballroom to pose in front of the charity sign and was greeted by a familiar face. "Scotty?"

"Hi Lauren, Bo. You two look positively radiant tonight," he beamed, looking drop dead handsome in his tuxedo even though he was there taking photos.

"I hired him as our official photographer for the event."

"Yes and thank you so much. I'm having a great time and I hope everyone loves the photos."

"I'm sure they will be wonderful. Thank you and make sure to get some dinner later okay?"

"Will do boss." He gave her a thumbs up and took our picture.

"See you later Scotty."

"Later."

We made our way through the crowd into the gigantic ballroom packed with people and surveyed the scene. The Jeep I was giving away was parked in the center. Mandy was in the corner looking quite cozy with Kierstyn. Mandy was wearing the same tux I almost bought and wearing it well. Guess it was a good thing Bo talked me into the gown. Their interaction was interesting. Go gave me an intrigued look echoing my own curiosity. I would definitely have to check in on that later.

To the left, Charlie and her fiance' Derek were dressed to the hilt and mingling with another couple that I'd recognized from the sports world, but I couldn't place the name. I'd only seen photos of Charlie's fiance' on her phone. Staring across the room at him now, he looked a lot like Hugh Jackman. She certainly landed and handsome one. I just hoped he treated her well.

The waitress brought us champagne and we started a lap around the room. Moments later my parents made their entrance followed closely by Bo's. They were getting along famously.

"Your parents are adorable Lauren. I wouldn't have said that before, but seeing your dad now all relaxed and doting on your mom just makes me smile."

"Me too Bo. You have no idea how happy that makes me. Thank you."

"Me?" She was shocked "You're the one that got him to come with us."

"True, but if I hadn't met you, he would still be buried in his office and you know what? I'd be doing the same. So thank you." I moved closer and delivered a chaste kiss to her lips.

Bo beamed. Her smile and her eyes shone brighter than the two giant chandeliers in the center of the ceiling and sparkled with joy.

After a few hoerderves and a glass of champagne, we went our separate ways in search of victory in the name of charity. We kept our eyes on one another as we moved from one person to the next, putting our own unique skills of persuasion to good use.

Bo winked at me as she slipped another check into her gown strap and I fanned myself with the one I just accepted from some computer guru. It was a subtle tease back and forth that was quite the turn on. But maybe that's because everything about Bo turned me on. I also liked talking people out of money. My two favorite things made for an excellent night. Plus, the food was good and both parents were having fun so it was a win win all around.

When we'd hit everyone in the room, Bo and I returned to the donation table where Sally the volunteer totaled them, wrote the sums on two separate slips and then handed Bo the sealed envelope to be opened later.

"Enough with business," Bo said with a seductive smile on her lips. "Time for pleasure. Care to dance sexy car lady?"

"I'd love to, my buxom brunette billionaire bombshell."

Her brow quirked and she nibbled her lip as she laced our fingers together and led me onto the dance floor. There were a dozen or so other couples that were swaying in rhythm to the orchestra including our parents. My mother was shining brighter than the sun enjoying dad leading her smoothly to the song. They looked so happy and I could only imagine that this was what they looked when their love was brand new. I forgot how good a dancer he was and it had been so long that I'm surprised he even remembered.

As Bo and I paired up breast to breast, hand in hand, I caught sight of Alyn over her shoulder giving me a gracious nod and a smile while he floated around with Evelyn. Of course they would look like Fred and Ginger out there. They always did everything to perfection.

Finally, my gaze settled on the woman who always held all of my attention whenever she was in the room. She had a smile that refused to contain itself to her lips. Every part of her radiated as she stared into my eyes. We moved together with ease, though I heard nothing but the beat of my heart as my body melted into hers. Her arm around my waist gave me a feeling of safety that I never knew I wanted or needed. The love I felt in that moment was so complete, so overwhelming, it nearly brought me to tears. To distract myself from being "that woman," I surprised Bo with a twirl and a dip that made her giggle, reminding me of one more thing I found irresistible about her...the dimple.

We continued on for several songs, ignoring everyone around us until we were summoned for the closing of the evening. With great reluctance, we parted ways, immediately longing for her return. How lucky I was to be the one to take her home. And the best part of all? I knew she felt the same way about me.

"God, you guys are rich, stunning and nauseatingly adorable. It's so unfair," Mandy spoke low into my ear, startling me from behind.

I had been caught up in my thoughts and the stunning view of my girlfriend as Bo and her parents thanked everyone for attending and announced how much money was raised. "I know," I answered back in a hushed tone, "but you look amazing tonight too. So, what's with you and Kierstyn?"

"Nothing. I don't know. We're having a good time, but boy is she not at all like Bo."

"Right? Amazing how different siblings can be. But who knows. Bo had her awakening and one day maybe Kierstyn will too." Or not. Time will tell.

" Maybe. Neither of us are the settling down type, besides, I think she's looking more for an experiment, but we'll see. I know all about her reputation."

"I know you're a big girl, but I worry about you."

"I know you do and you can stop."

"Never. You're my best friend." I smiled and she returned one just the same.

"I know what ya mean. I used to worry about you all the time and now...now I have a lot more free time," she let out a soft chuckle. "I am so freaking happy for you Lauren. I'm surprised you two aren't engaged yet. I know you don't think of such things, but I'm sure she's dying to ask."

"Actually..." I turned to face her. "I have been thinking about it."

"Oh my god! Really?" She quickly covered her mouth to hush her excitement.

I nodded. "I was tempted to ask her last weekend. I was at the jewelry store looking at rings..." My eyes followed Bo's every move as if hypnotized.

"And? Why didn't you? I mean, come on. You two are perfect."

"I didn't want it to overshadow this night. Its supposed to be about the charity and if we showed up with an engagement ring, that's all anyone would've been talking about." That wouldn't have been fair to the charity and in truth, when I thought about it, I wasn't quite ready yet. I wanted it to be perfect and special and I hadn't found that idea yet.

"True. So when then?"

"Soon. I don't know yet, but soon. Mums the word."

Bo approached us with our clutches and jackets in hand signaling that we were ready to head back to the comfort of being alone. It wasn't that we hated events, we actually enjoyed them, but we enjoyed vegging out in private far more.

"Got it," Mandy whispered.

"Hey there." She helped me into my coat while smiling at Mandy. "Thank you for coming Mandy. I hope you had a great time."

"I had an amazing time. Thank so much for having me and I am happy help out more in the future."

"Great to hear it. I spoke to Charlie and she said the same, so I look forward to setting that up. We will be in town until tomorrow evening if you'd like to come out to the estate. I'm sure Kierstyn would be happy to see you again." Bo winked and her face scrunched up in a teasing grin.

"Oh boy, I don't know," her words stumbled out around a laugh. "We did have an enjoyable evening though. But actually I have to fly out for an appearance in L.A. so rain check?"

"Absolutely. Well, we are going to call it a night, so safe travels to you and we will see you again soon."

"You too. Goodnight ladies." Mandy hugged us both and then scooted off to meet Charlie and Derek.

"This was a fantastic evening Bo."

"Yes it was. Even better having you and your parents here. Now, how about we get home so we can get out of these restrictive dresses and into something more comfortable...or nothing at all?"

Mmmm I purred, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "That's my favorite outfit on you."

Bo's cheeks reddened. I loved being able to do that to her. She was beyond sexy and to make her blush never ceased to give me a sense of pride. This time I held out my elbow. Bo smiled and looped her arm in mine as we left amid another sea of flashbulbs. Just another day in the life of a billionaire. One day I might actually get used to it, but as long as she was by my side, nothing else mattered.

XXX

Hand in hand we walked back into the house going on and on about all the fun we had tonight. This event was far different from the first one we attended together. Everything was so new and tentative with us all those months ago and of course, there was Bo's blow up. But this time was smooth and easy, like we'd been together forever. That's one of the things that amazed me most about being with Bo. We had grown together quickly, trusting each other with our fears and dreams instead of playing games and it really did feel as if we had been together twenty years, with the exception of our sex drive. There wasn't just one thing about Bo that made me love her. There was a thousand little things. The way she smiled at me and made me feel like nothing else in the world mattered. How my body responded when she touched me or my name rolled from her tongue. The simple things she did to show me how important I was and most of all, the way she fought tooth and nail for me to keep me from disappearing in my work.

We fit perfectly and as every new day passed it sank in more and more that I had finally found someone that meant more to me than cars. I never believed it to be possible, yet here she was and I knew it wouldn't be much longer before I asked her to be my wife. I may have had my reasons for waiting, but didn't want to waste another minute with Bo. Much like everything else in my life, as soon as I knew what I wanted, I went after it whole-heartedly and it seemed I knew from the start that Bo was what I wanted. For the rest of my life.

"Hey whats on your mind," she asked, wrapping her arms around my waist and pressing into my back.

God she felt so good. I folded back into her in an instant, melting into her arms as I always did. "Wondering who won our little challenge." I spun in her arms and smirked, loving the playful grin I got in return.

"Let's find out then." She relinquished her hold and reached into her clutch. Out came a sealed envelope, which she held it out to me. "Would you care to do the honors my love?"

I shook my head. "All yours my love." We were both alpha females. Winning was all we knew, but only one would be the victor today.

She nibbled her bottom for a moment before smiling and tearing it open. Inside was two slips. "Lauren, you raised forty thousand six hundred dollars. Very nice."

"Thank you," I said with a curtsy.

"And now," she waved the second slip, "I raised..." her eyebrows rose up and then her eyes met mine. "Forty thousand eight hundred and fifty dollars." Her smile grew leaps and bounds. "Looks like I get whatever I want."

"I guess so. Seems I should have let Mr. Schenkle grab my ass a little longer."

"What?" Her arms fell at her sides and an appalled look took over where joy was a second earlier. "Did he?"

"I was just kidding Bo."

"Good." She pulled me in tight, peppering light kisses across my shoulder. "Because," she mumbled, "I didn't want to have to kick an old man's ass. I'm trying to turn over a new leaf."

"Mhm." I dropped my head back allowing her to devour my neck. I was quickly losing myself to her touch. Hell, it never took much.

"God I love you so much, Lauren. I am so proud to be with you." Her tongue traced a path up my chin just before her lips met mine in a feverish kiss.

"I love you too, Bo. You have no idea how much."

She kissed me again. "More than cars?"

"Let's not get crazy." I laughed aloud at her pout. "Let's call it a tie."

"That's a big deal, Lauren. I'll take it." She nipped my bottom lip.

I loved this playful side of her. "Did you decide what you wanted as your prize oh great champion?"

"If I say I want you right now," she said, her words coming out in a low growl, "does that count?"

"Are you saying I'm not worthy to be your prize," I purred in return.

"Never." Bo pulled back so she could meet my eyes. "There is nothing I could ever win that would be more prized than your love."

"Good answer." I reached behind her, unzipped her dress and let it drop to reveal Bo's bare skin in nothing but her black heels and black lacy thong. My hands maneuvered skillfully along the shape of her hips.

"You handle those curves better than the ones at the track," Bo whispered as she relieved me of my gown.

"Your curves are more exciting," I answered. My hands traveled up her sides and along her breasts, cupping them together as I took one erect nipple into my mouth and sucked.

Her hips bucked into mine accompanied by a moan as she arched into me. "Then feel free to take as many laps as you please," she said between heavy breaths, "because for my prize, I want you to have your way with me."

Her words resonated, halting my movements as a plan formed in my head. I grazed her nipple with my teeth and then stared up at her with a wicked grin that gave away how much pleasurable torture she was in for tonight.

A light tremble shook Bo's body and she bit her lip.

Sometimes coming in second place was just as good as winning.

XXX

And so, the next chapter may be the last official one for Drive and then an epilogue or some add on adventures may pop up from time to time. Thanks for reading. R&R if you please.