Page 29 of Make You Love Me

Thepastmonthhasbeen spent with either my brain or my hands on Lottie.

Ever since our first time together, Lottie has been my little feen. Not that I’m complaining, I sink myself inside her every chance she gives me.

When I’m not at work, she’s with me, hell even sometimes when I am at work, she is with me.

Other than the occasional guilt trip from her grandmother to take part in one of her charades, Lottie spends all her time with me.

I can see a big difference in Lottie’s confidence, and I’ll be damned if I let Ethel tear it down any more than she already has. So, I was wary when she convinced me to do lunch with her grandmother at her house. No insults were made toward Lottie, which meant I kept my mouth shut and played along. I know Ethel has some ulterior motives up her sleeves, she seems to be a very calculated woman.

Lottie is free most weekends, since Ethel has to return to Richmond Hills for "business" often. Makes me wonder why she’s gone all weekend when, in all actuality, she’s really notthatfar from Nori Beach. Whatever the case, it gives Lottie the freedom to do as she pleases, including sleepovers at my place. My aunt thinks Lottie is the best thing since sliced bread and never gives me a hard time about her staying over.

I mean, I’m eighteen now, but at the end of the day it's her home and I respect her. Thankfully, she doesn’t care because waking up with Lottie in my bed is one of my favorite things about this summer.

I find myself wanting to… no, needing to spend every second I can with her.

The week Ashley came to town, I thought I was going to lose my fucking mind. I had to share my time with Lottie, and I realized right then and there I don’t share well. Thankfully, since Ashley put Trent out of his misery, we did a lot of double dating that week.

Lottie thrives off her relationship with her best friend. I gained a whole new respect for Ashley with the way she constantly boosted my girl up and just all around showed her nothing but love. I already knew how big Lottie’s heart was by how she treats me and everyone else she meets. Shit, she even treats her asshole grandmother with respect. But seeing her with Ashley just reiterated how much love she has for those close to her.

I couldn’t help but be a little jealous. Not that I don’t want her to have that with Ashley, but because I also want her to have that with me.

I want us to be unbreakable, everlasting.

During Ashley’s visit, Lottie planned a birthday campout for me on the beach. It was the best birthday I can ever remember having. She even let me bend her perfect ass over our favorite rock at the lookout while the fireworks burst across the sky in the distance.

The way she gives it as good as she takes it… Damn, I would’ve never believed she was a virgin a month ago if I didn’t know any better.

Tonight, I’m cooking for her and we’re having a little date night at my place. I’ve only had the opportunity to cook for her one other time this summer and that time I grilled more than anything, but I plan to show her what I’ve really got tonight.

I spent a lot of time with my grandparents after my mom left us. If I wasn’t working on the truck or a bike with my dad and grandpa, then I was in the kitchen with my Nana. And if you ask any Richmond Hills Rebel Knight, no one cooks as good as Dot Rexwood. So, I called her up today and she refreshed my memory on everything needed to make the perfect fried chicken, mac and cheese, butter beans, and corn pudding.

The fact I’m taking the time to do all this just shows how far gone I am for this girl.

My nana was all excited and told me she was going to beat my ass if I didn’t bring Lottie home with me soon. She said I better not be like my aunt who met a man in Nori Beach and never came back home. Nana acts like the beach is a thousand miles away. In reality, my aunt has always been good about coming home at least once a month to see all of us since it’s only a two-hour drive.

Right after I put the corn pudding in the oven, my phone dings three times back-to-back. Thinking it's Stacks and hoping she’s telling me she is running early, I rush to look at it. But it's not my girl, it's my best friends and this little “Bro Chat” that Ford started.

I give him shit for being needy, but in all reality, these guys are like brothers to me, so our daily texts put a smile on my face, which prior to Lottie, was a rarity.

Nox:Hey Dickheads

Nox:G just saw your dad at the gym, dude’s looking swole. You are never going to surpass him if you’ve been slacking like I think you have this summer.

Ford:Yeah, he’s gone and gotten himself all pussy whipped. He’ll probably come home not knowing how to lift or fight since he can’t make any time for the gym these days.

Smiling, but shaking my head at these two. We live to get a rise out of each other.

My boy Nox is going to be a big deal one day in the fighting world. Ford and I get the unlucky privilege of helping him train. I love to fight too, but not to the extent Nox does. I hope like hell to be cheering from his corner in the UFC one day.

Me:Both of you shut the fuck up. I’ll still knock you the fuck out Ford.

Me:I have still been active… just in other ways.

I know damn well they’ll take that sexually,which is also true, but I’m still doing calisthenic exercises and swimming laps. I want to stay in shape for football and sparring at the gym. My coach is already going to bench me for at least the first game or two because I’m missing summer practices. I made a deal with my coach that if I came to camp with the team and promised to work out on my own time, he would still let me play this season. Luckily, we went to football camp the week before I met Lottie. I love playing football, but I don’t live and breathe it like others. I came to Nori Beach so I could save my money for what I really want to do in life. Now that I’ve met Lottie, I’m even more thankful I made that decision.

Ford:Oh, I bet you have… pussy must be good if it has you coming back for seconds.

I know he’s used to joking like that with me, but I practically growl, texting him back.

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