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Me : Entertaining.

Sebastian : I’m sure it has been.

Me : Her imagination is off the charts.

Sebastian : Well, both of her parents are creative. Not to mention her aunts.

Me : This is true. How has your night been?

Sebastian : Not too bad. I’ve been thinking about finding someplace outside of town to put down roots.

Me : Really? What brought that on?

Sebastian : While talking to Rayne today, he indicated that regardless of the direction the band takes, this will be y’alls home base. Since I figured you at least would want to stay close to your niece, I wanted to look around here.

Me : : ) Let me know if you want any help checking places out. I love looking at houses!

Sebastian : Already planned on it. I’ll let you go, Jussie. See you tomorrow night.

Chapter Four

Sebastian

I closeout of our chat conversation, a smile on my face as I sip the beer I grabbed before I started talking to Justine. I was hoping she’d be willing to help me pick something out for us.

Yes,us.

Because I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she’s going to be mine in every way possible. An image comes to mind of us in our own home with children running around. I decide to grab a shower and watch something, so I shut down the television in the living room, double check that the doors are locked, then grab a fresh beer and head into my room. Sitting the drinks on my nightstand, I walk into my attached bathroom, strip down and toss my clothes into the hamper then turn the shower on. While the water is heating, I mentally go over what I need to do the following day. First things first, I need to call the steakhouse in the morning to see if I need to make a reservation.

Thoughts of Justine cross my mind as I’m soaping myself and I find my dick growing hard as I picture her on her knees, her full, plump lips wrapped around me as one hand strokes what she can’t fit and the other fondles my balls. “Fuck,” I whisper, grabbing my body wash. I pour some into my hand and slick it up and down my shaft. As the scene plays out in my head, I feel my balls drawing up and know that this won’t take long at all. Hopefully, when we get to that point, I last a lot longer. As my cum splatters the tile walls, I groan out her name, anxious for the time that my fantasy becomes a reality. Once I’ve cleaned up, I finish my shower, get out and dry off before I head into my bedroom.

As I lean against the headboard, I check the local then the international stations for any music news. I know the band is eager to slow down a bit, but I want to make sure that they don’t render themselves obsolete. Grabbing my phone, I open up the notes section and jot down a few things I need to discuss with Rayne. Satisfied that I’m as prepared as I can be, I grab my empties, take them in and toss them into the recycling bin, grab a bottle of water then head back into my bathroom to take a piss and brush my teeth.

It’s a lot earlier than I normally go to bed. As a long-time night owl and insomniac, I tend to stay up until the wee hours of the morning but tonight, with thoughts of Justine swimming in my head, I want to slip into dreamland.

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Waking up the next morning,I realize that my dreams were indeed good as the sheets are covered with the evidence. Sighing, I strip the bed and trudge into the hall where double doors hide my washer and dryer. Once the laundry is going, I grab a clean set and remake my bed before I find clothes and take another shower. I trim up my beard and moustache, knowing that the night will end with me kissing those delectable lips and I don’t want them to get too abraded.

A quick breakfast of eggs and toast has me ready to start my day. I grab the paper I printed out with several listings I want to check into and head out the door. Slipping into my truck, I decide to see if Justine wants to come with me. Once I’ve started it, I hit the button on my steering wheel and say, “Call Jussie.”

“Hello?” Her beautiful, melodic voice sends tremors through me.

“Good morning, Jussie. Are you busy?” I ask.

“No, not really, why?” she replies.

“I was going to check out a few listings, do you want to come with me?”

“I’d like that,” she says.

“Good because I’m on my way.”

“What!” she shrieks, causing me to laugh. “Gotta go, one of the others can let you in while I get ready.”

“Okay, sweet girl, take your time.” I disconnect the call, deciding to run through the local coffee shop to grab her favorite java. I realize we’re going out tonight but suddenly, I don’t want to wait until tonight to see her so spending the day with her isn’t a hardship at all. Not only that, but I’m hoping to waylay the inevitable nervousness of our first kiss by sneaking one in today.

As I stand waiting for the clerk to make Justine’s beverage, I decide to grab some treats for the ride. “Can I get four apple fritters, two Bavarian creams, and two sour cream donuts, please?” I ask. The clerk nods and grabs a box and starts filling it with my order. I hand her my card then sign the slip once it generates from the machine. “Thanks.”

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