*Carry On*

Little Girl Who Cried Boss

Jimmy's POV

"JIMMY....DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!! I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT AND I SURE AS SHIT DONT NEED MY PERSONAL LIFE SPILLED TO SOME BABYSITTER WHO HAS NO FUCKING RIGHT TO PRY!" Brian yells before storming back inside the house.

Oh fuck, now she's done it. Kaylyn is new to our gang and doesn't understand how Brian works, so I couldn't blame her for trying to take the easy route. But nothing about Brian is simple, especially when it comes to his emotions. I've know Brian since I was in sixth grade, and he has always been a ticking time bomb with his emotions. Though, I haven't seen him quite this bad before.

Just as Brian goes back into the house, Kaylyn tries to follow him, but I have a better idea.

"Oh no you don't," I sing, grabbing Kaylyn around the waist and pulling her to my chest. "Give him space before he does something drastic," I warn.

"But-but," she starts but I quickly press a finger to her lips.

"Trust me," I say, my blue eyes looking down and meeting her chocolate brown ones. She really is beautiful, and if I'm not careful, I could get addicted to these eyes. I wrap my arms around her and pull her close, my lips leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and shoulder. "The more space you give him, the more at ease he'll become around you," I whisper in between kisses. "At least that's what normally happens. He hasn't shut anyone out this bad before, but he'll come around...eventually" I say, pressing my forehead to hers.

Kaylyn looks thoughtful and bites her lip, her dark eyes looking into my soul. "I just don't know...in my experience, if I let him go, he will do something drastic," she says and I sigh.

"We are supposed to be having fun, not talking about Brian," I say, putting my hands around her waist and press her little hot body against me. My eyes wander down her body and notice that her bra is see threw in the water. A wicked smile comes over my faces as I walk one hand up her side. Kaylyn squirms and wiggles at my ticklish touch.

"Stop-stop tickling me," Kaylyn laughs, trying to push me away. I glue my eyes to her bouncing wet breasts as I continue to tickle her. I feel myself starting to becoming aroused. "Please, please stop!" She laughs.

"What's the magic word?" I sing and tickle her harder. She squirms and squeals with laughter and ends up kicking me I the groin. "Oh fuck!" I moan, clutching the side of the pool as she swims away. "What did you do that for?"

"You wouldn't let go....though it was an accident," Kaylyn says, looking part angry and part guilty. She climbs out of the pool and looks back at me with her hands on her hips. "Besides, this is a professional relationship and I am not looking for random hook ups. I'm not that kind of girl."

It's then that a shiver goes over her body, making her nipples stick up even more in her see-threw bra. I smile wickedly as I climb out of the pool after her, knowing that I have another opportunity to touch her. She would succumb to the Sullivan charm. I am sure of that! I wrap my arms around her and she instantly fits perfectly into my side. Kaylyn cuddles into my side and I kiss the top of her head.

"I'm sorry," she says, taking a glance up at me. "But I can't get involved with a client. You are extremely charming and if you weren't a client, I would have a very hard time resisting those eyes."

"My crystal blues are the lady killers," I say with a slight frown. It never feels good to be rejected by a beautiful woman. It's then that an idea enters my head and I quickly grab her hand and drag her towards the door.

"What are you taking me?" Kaylyn asks, trying to grab her clothes but I don't let her. I like seeing all her tattoos.

"We need to fix Brian so I'm not a client anymore!" I say urgently as we run into the house. "BRIAN! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!" I yell, my voice echoing threw the house as Kaylyn laughs.

"I don't know if that will happen anytime soon," she says, pulling Brian's leather jacket off the chair and wrapping it around her shivering body. I'm sad to see those beautiful pronounced nipples go back into hiding.

I look around, ignoring kaylyns words. Where the hell is Brian? I hear no noise in the house and see that the front door is slightly ajar.

"Shit, he jumped ship," Kaylyn says, grabbing her cell phone off the table. "We've got to call Mr. Sanders and figure out a game plan."

I laugh at Kaylyn calling Matt Mr. Sanders and quickly grab her phone. "Just wait a minute. Let's see if we can find him first."

"No way, Mr. Sanders was very specific about his instructions. He and Zacky said to call if there are any problems so that we can deal with them together. And sneaking out seems like a problem to me," she says, snatching her phone back from me.

"Oh, so you're not a professional and have to go running to the boss at every little 'problem'," I tease. Kaylyn turns to look at me with narrow eyes and a dark glare. The look her eye almost hurts, but not quite.

"I happen to be the top PR in the field and I can handle any and every challenge throw at me. If you want to keep your band together and get ready to go on tour in a few weeks, I suggest having a little faith, Mr. Sullivan!" Kaylyn said I a quite but ver serious tone. Her eyes are narrow and threatening as the look directly into mine. Her face was inches away from mine, but not in a sexy way. Fuck, how did this turn around so quickly?

"What is going on?"

I turn to see Brian standing in the doorway with his dog Pinkly in his arms. He has a very concerned look on his face and his eyes are red.

Notes

So what is Brian going to say about the Jimmy and Kaylyn scene in front of him? Why are the poor guys eyes red? Crying? Drugs? Hmmm What does Kaylyn think of the ever charming Jimmy who is obsessed with her boobs? Haha

Ryn I can't wait to see what you do with out loves next!