Part 10

~Fun Suckers~


"The beach isn't much of a surprise," I told Morrison when we arrived at the beach. He turned off the car and grinned towards me.

"You'll see," he said as he got out and I did too. He walked around the car to my side and took my hand and linked our hands. I rested my head on his shoulder as we walked. We didn't say much.

It was kind of romantic to just walk on the beach with him. We continued to walk for a while and then he stopped. I turned to him confused as I looked around for my surprise, but there was nothing around us.

Suddenly, all of the lights went out. The lights from the street were out. It went out for about a mile.

"What the hell?" I muttered.

Morrison squeezed my hand to get my attention, and he pointed up. The sky was clear thanks to the darkness of the night. The stars were all visible. I told him that one day I just wanted to look at the stars without the street lights.

I smiled, but then I frowned and turned to Morrison.

"How did--"

"I have a friend," was all he said with a sly grin on his face.

"You turned off the lights for me?" I grinned right back.

He nodded. "Yup."

I placed a big kiss on his lips. He chuckled into the kiss, but then his arms went around my waist and brought me closer. His lips were always so soft, and he knew just the right amount of pressure.

We pulled from the kiss after a few minutes.

He told me I should be looking at the stars because the lights were only going to be out for fifteen minutes.

We laid down on the sand and laid on our backs and watched the sky. It was a clear night, so there were no clouds. There were so many stars.

"Thank you," I said as I turned my head to face him, and he turned his to face me.

"You're welcome."

Those three words almost slipped from my mouth, but I suppressed it. It was way too soon. But I already felt like I loved him. I loved his affection, how he cared, and how he understood me.

He took me back home after the lights went back on. I sneaked back inside of my room. Everything was as it should be. I took off my shoes and noticed there was sand in them. I threw the sand out the window. I changed into my pajamas and went to sleep.

It was the first night without the nightmare. I got a full night's sleep.

I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on my door.

"Honey, wake up," my mom called out. "It's time for breakfast."

I got up and did my morning routine and changed into something.

In the kitchen, it was all of Phil's friends, including Morrison. I greeted them all. I just gave Morrison a wave and a smile like the others. He did the same.

"I don't want to sound rude, but what are all you doing here?" I asked. I went over to the fridge and tried to reach for the cereal, but Drogo beat me to it.

He winked and clicked his tongue.

"Thanks, Drogo," I said and went to get a bowl of cereal.

"We're here because we're all going out," Jax answered my question.

"Where exactly is that?" I turned to Morrison for an answer.

"The beach," he answered shortly. He looked mad. Why was he mad? I wondered if I did something wrong. Last night had been romantic and wonderful.

"So get your bikini," Roman smirked.

"I think I have to go with Phil and my mom to see the priest today, and the dress fitting thing," I said as I ate my cereal. I sat on the counter next to the sink.

I was glad I decided to wear jeans instead of the shorts I almost thought about wearing.

"The priest cancelled, and the dress fitting was reschedule for tomorrow," Phil's voice came as he entered the kitchen. "So, we're going to the beach to blow off some steam."

"I don't own any sort of… beach wear," I said a bit uncomfortable.

The boys all looked at me with surprised looks, except for Morrison, he already knew that.

"I mean I have a dress, but that's hasn't been cleaned."

"No worries," Phil said, "let Morrison take you to the store and buy one. We have time." He grinned.

I looked over to Morrison and then back to Phil. Phil took out a fifty from his wallet and held it out to me.

"Here," he said, "get a nice one."

"I have my own money," I said as I finished my cereal and placed the bowl in the sink.

"I insist." His voice hardened, so I just took the fifty dollar bill.

"Thank you, Phil. I'll go tell my mom."

"I'll tell her," he said. "We'll meet you guys at the beach."

"Al-all right," I said still unsure. "I'm just going to get my cell phone and keys."

I headed to my room and found my cell phone and keys. I locked my room and went back to the front of the house. Morrison was waiting for me already. We walked out of the house and headed to his car that was parked across the street.

"That was… weird," I muttered as I looked back to my house.

"Yeah," Johnny agreed. "But the upside is that I get to see you try on bikinis."

I punched his arm before I went around the car to the side of the passenger to get inside of the car. He just laughed.

I closed the door as Morrison got in. He turned on his car.

"Are you mad?" I asked.

He turned to me. "No, not at you." I could tell by his tone that he didn't want to talk about it.

"What's your favorite color?" I asked in order to change the subject.

"Blue, why?"

"Well, since we're together those are the things we should know about each other."

"All right, what's yours then?"

"Red."

"Hmm."

"Hmm-what?" I asked.

"That's Phil's favorite color."

"Did I say red? I meant redlue."

"Redlue?"

"You know the color between red and blue," I grinned.

He laughed. "You are so… creative. I love that. And did you change your color because I said it was Phil's favorite too?"

"Kind of weird to know that my stepfather and I have something in common."

We continued to ask each other those kinds of questions. For some reason, we avoided questions like 'first kiss', or 'first love'.

We got to the mall around twenty minutes later. I took his hand and linked our fingers. He grinned widely at me. This couple thing was so natural to us.

We walked around the mall for a while. Most of the shops had bikinis that weren't my style.

I saw a shop with some cute bikinis. Morrison and I stepped inside and started to pick out some for me. I found a nice blue one. It was his favorite color, so it seemed fit.

When I went to the changing room, I took down my jeans and I noticed I needed to shave. I made a mental note to ttell Morrison hat I had to go back home and do something.

I got into the bikini. I barely noticed how pale I was. Even though I did live in Kenwood High, I never went to the beach as a child. I always wanted to. I did go to the pools and I knew how to swim, but I never went to the beach.

"Aren't you going to come out?" Morrison called out.

I laughed. He sounded desperate.

"No," I answered as I took off the bikini.

"Aw, why?" he said and I could almost see the pout on his beautiful lips.

I peeked my head out. "Because I said so."

"You're gonna pay for this," he said playfully.

I narrowed my eyes and stuck out my tongue.

"Now you're in double trouble."

I giggled and closed the door. I changed back into my clothes.

"I like the blue one," I told Morrison after I got out of the changing room.

He grinned at my choice. "Lovely."

We went to the register and paid with Phil'smoney.

"Oh, I need to go back home and do something," I told him as we walked to his car.

"What for?" he asked.

"Just something that's lady stuff," I said and hinted that I didn't want to say it.

He got it and nodded.

The house was empty. I was glad for that.

I went to the bathroom while Morrison waited in the living room. I quickly grabbed the shaving cream and razor and shaved my legs and under my arms.

I was done in less than half an hour. I quickly changed into the bikini, and then I got my shorts, and a tank top over the bikini. I took some sun screen and my sun glasses. I found my sandals and I walked out of the bathroom ready.

I walked back to the front of the house, to the living room, and found Morrison.

"Ready." I told him.

He glanced at me once, but then whipped his head back. His eyes looked me up and down. It wasn't the first time I saw lust in his eyes, but it was different this time. He gulped as he got up and I watched as he wiped his hands on his jeans. He turned off the TV and walked over to me.

"You're gorgeous."

I blushed at the compliment. "Thanks."

"It's taking all of me not to kiss you."

I giggled. "No one is here, Morrison, you can kiss me all you want, in fact, I want to kiss you too." I walked over to him, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I placed my lips on his.

His hands went to my hips and remained there as we kissed. Slowly, the world around me started to dwindled and everything concentrated on Morrison. His lips, his touch, and just him. He filled an empty hole inside of me.

We started to move to the couch. The back of my knees touched the arm of the couch. We went around it and I laid back on the couch with Morrison on top of me. He placed a hand on the side of my head to keep himself up.

My hand went to the back of his neck and pressed our lips harder. His hand free hand moved down my camel legs and up. He grabbed my leg and wrapped it around him as he nestled between my legs.

The kiss became more frantic and hungry. Our tongues never took dominance of each other, they just molded together. He moved his lips down to my neck. I closed my eyes and reveled in the feeling of it.

I felt something vibrate against my inner thigh. He moved his head up from my neck.

Our breathing labored. We both sat up. He took out his phone and checked the screen.

"It's Jax." Morrison took in deep breaths to calm his breathing. He opened his phone and casually answered. "Yeah?"

I heard Jax's question about where we were.

"We're at the house, she needed to do something. We're going to be there soon," Morrison answered and looked at me with a smile.

Jax said something about Phil saying to hurry the fuck up. Morrison rolled his eyes and I giggled.

"I'll tell her to hurry, bye," he closed the phone. "Fun suckers," he muttered.

"Absolutely."