Brian's POV

It seemed like it took twice as long to get back to Huntington Beach, but we finally made it just before 8:00 PM. The first thing we did was make sure her car was still there, then we headed upstairs to her suite. I knocked and started to speak, Jimmy shushed me.

"Paisley, I know you're in there that trick didn't work this morning and it's not going to work now," Jimmy said. We waited a few moments, no answer. I pounded on the door again.

"Mrs. Callahan isn't in there, she left." said a voice behind us. We turned to see the bellboy that brought the wine to the room the other night.

"What?"

"Your wife, she's isn't here."

"My wife?" I asked. Jimmy elbowed me and I regrouped. "We just recently married, it's still strange to hear her called my wife. I lost my key."

"If you lost your key, you should ask the front desk to give you a new one."

"You wouldn't happen to know where Mrs. Callahan went do you?" Jimmy asked.

"She asked me if I knew what time Ruby's Diner closed. That's all I know."

"Do you remember when that was?"

"It's probably been about two hours."

"Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome, Mr. Callahan." Jimmy and I chuckled a little.

The bellboy left and Jimmy and I headed to the elevator.

"Do you think she'll still be there?" Jimmy asked.

"Probably not, but that's the only place I have to start at."

"Where else would she go?"

"I have a hunch. Do you mind if I go by myself?"

"Of course not. I hope you can find her."

"I'm going to walk there. If you want to take the car and go home, I'll call you if I need you to pick me up."

"Okay, good luck my friend." Jimmy put his hand on my shoulder.


I figured I should start at Ruby's and go from there. It was almost sunset and the beach wasn't crowded, I knew my chances were less as darkness fell. I didn't see her on my way to Ruby's and she wasn't there. I talked to the waitress who waited on her, she had recognized her from when we were there. She said that she had been there and left probably less than an hour ago. Apparently, she had a shopping bag and the waitress could see a beach towel in it.

I kept walking down the beach away from her hotel. I finally spotted her, sitting on the beach, looking at the ocean and drinking out of a large soda cup with a straw. I walked up quietly, she never looked my way, but as soon as I was next to her and before I could speak, she said.

"Looks like you found me again." She still didn't look at me.

"I've been to Los Angeles and back looking for you. Is it okay if I sit down?"

"Sure." Was all she said.

"What are you drinking?"

"Wine," she said.

"Through a straw?"

"I didn't want to sit on the beach all alone chugging a bottle of wine."

"Paisley, will you at least look at me?"

She turned her head and as she did the only thing I could say was "I'm sorry."

The surprise was that we said it in unison.

Then she said, "I should have given you the benefit of a doubt about telling Damien to pick you up. I understand why you didn't want to tell me you weren't looking for me. It doesn't matter anyway, you still helped me."

"I should've told you the next day, we were having such a good time together I didn't want to ruin it. It wasn't about sex."

"I want to believe you, I really do."

"It's true, I promise." I took her hand in mine. "There's one more thing I have to apologize for and I really hope you can forgive me."

Before I could finish, she said "I forgive you for what you said outside the restaurant this morning. I know you didn't mean it and even though I was upset I could tell you regretted it. I said lots of mean things I shouldn't have and I slapped you too."

"That is starting to be a normal thing for us," I said with a chuckle and she smiled.

"I promise, no more slapping. That is if you still want me to be your PR Manager."

"Of course, I do, the rest of the guys want you to stay with us too." I hesitated to ask the next question, but I had to. "But what about us?"

"What do you want us to be? Booty calls?" she laughed nervously.

"No, I don't want that. I want to be with you in a real sense. Let's see where this goes."

"What about the guys? How will they feel about that?"

"I'm pretty sure they'll be okay with it. Matt and Jimmy already know."

"I can only imagine what Matt thinks of me now."

"He was very protective. I thought he was going to punch me when he found out. He thought that to me, you were just another girl I slept with. I set him straight."

"You set him straight?" She asked.

"I told him that it was different with you, I didn't want to run away after."

"I was torn between what I wanted and what I felt was the right thing to do. But now I think you're right, let's see where this goes."

"Tomorrow we have rehearsal for a gig in Arizona next week, why don't we talk to them?"

"I guess we should be upfront with them, see what they say." She said.

"Then it's settled. There's just one more thing I need to do before we do that." I cupped her face and kissed her tenderly. Then our kisses became more and more passionate.

Then suddenly she stopped, "I guess we should probably wait until we talk to everyone. See you tomorrow."

She stood up as if she was getting ready to leave. I jumped up behind her and wrapped my arms around her holding her tightly. "Oh no you don't, I'm not letting you go that easy." She laughed and I loosened my grip as she turned around and she crashed her lips against mine. We stood there kissing while my hands explored her body. I'm sure she could feel the bulge in my pants. She started smiling and parted her lips from mine, I looked down into her eyes filled with want.

"As much as I would love to make out on the beach all night, I was thinking we should go somewhere a little more private." She said, her voice dripping with lust.

"I like that idea, not that I care what anyone else thinks. The sun is setting, I would love to walk back to the hotel and share it with you." I was even surprised by the words coming out of my mouth.

"Whoa! That does not sound like the Brian I've heard about! What are you up to?" she said with a grin.

"What can I say? You're changing me, in less than a week I went from a total selfish asshole to a less selfish asshole who wants to share a beautiful sunset with a beautiful, special lady."

"Awww, that so sweet!" She smiled.

"I forgot to mention that the lady has a smoking hot body with gorgeous tits and a sexy ass?"

She smacked my chest. "Really? You had to go there!" she said trying to look disgusted. Then, she looked serious. "This is crazy, you know that?"

"Maybe, but it's a good crazy," I reassured her. "Something brought us together and maybe we needed that rough start."


Paisley's POV

We walked along the beach hand in hand, taking off our shoes and walking along the water's edge. It was the most beautiful sunset I had ever seen in my life.

"Damn, it's so beautiful here. I can't wait until I come back."

"Come back? You're leaving?" He stopped and turned to me.

"Well yeah, I gotta go home sometime. I have a job."

"We are your job now."

"Yes, sort of, but I still have an office to go to and I can't stay in a hotel forever. We are going to see lots of each other."

"Yeah, I guess." He said sadly. I put my arms around his neck.

"I'm not leaving until Sunday, let's enjoy the next three days." I kissed him tenderly, which soon intensified. We were so into kissing that we didn't realize the waves were getting closer and more intense also. We were jarred from our lip lock when a wave suddenly seemed to appear out of nowhere crashing into us. I lost my balance and toppled over into the sand. Brian was laughing at me.

"Really? Why don't you be a gentleman and help me up instead of laughing at me!" I said very sternly, attempting to sound a bit angry. Immediately, he stopped laughing and he looked concerned.

"I'm sorry, don't be mad," He said extending his arm and offering his hand to help me up. I grabbed his hand with both and pulled him down into the sand, right as another wave came in ensuring that his clothes were just as wet as mine.

"Now THAT was funny!" I exclaimed, laughing loudly.

"You naughty girl!" he said grabbing me and smacking my wet ass while kissing me.

"Ouch." I pouted playfully, return my lips to his. We continued there until another huge wave washed over us and we both jumped up sputtering from the water and sand in our face.

I looked at him in the moonlight, his hair was a wet matted mess, his clothes were soaking wet and we were both covered in sand. "You look like a drowned rat!" I laughed.

"I do, do I? So do you, a sexy drowned rat." He swiftly pulled me close, cupped my sandy face in his hands and kissed me in a way I can't describe. It was gentle and loving but yet made me desire him even more.

"We need to go get these clothes off," I said breathlessly.

"My thoughts exactly." With that, he grabbed my hand and we started running toward the hotel.

We were laughing and couldn't stop. When we got off of the beach and on solid ground, I said.

"Race ya, Haner!" Before he could even move, I took off running. Pretty soon he caught up with me and passed me laughing.

"I can't wait to see what I'm going to win!"

"You haven't won yet!" I panted as he increased his lead. I geared up to give it my all in the short distance left to the door of the hotel but suddenly my foot slipped from the wet slick sand on the bottom of my sandal. I fell forward and luckily caught myself before my face hit the pavement. The pain in my palms and especially my right knee told me immediately that they were not so lucky.


Brian's POV

I knew that passing her was going to drive her nuts, I was preparing to slow my pace so she could catch up when I heard her yell.

"Shit!" at first, I thought she was still playing around, talking about me passing her. Then I realized she wasn't following me anymore. I turned around to see her trying to get up from the ground.

"Paisley!" I called out as I ran back to her. She was getting up, she stumbled a bit and I put my arm around her waist. "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay, I just twisted my ankle a little." She took a step and grimaced in pain. "Let's go, we're almost there and a nice hot shower with a sexy naked man is just the medicine I need." She licked her upper lip and looked at me with pure lust in her eyes.

"Let's go!" I bent down, grabbed her and threw her over my shoulder.

"Put me down, you goofball!" she said laughing, her southern accent peeking through.

"No way! I'm on a mission now, before you change your mind!" we were both laughing.

"I'm not going to change my mind. Put me down." Just as she said it, I had walked into the lobby of the hotel. All eyes were on us as I lowered Paisley back onto her feet. So, there we were, all wet and covered in sand. I also immediately realized that what she last said could have been misunderstood. Soon, the hotel manager was walking up to us.

"Ms. Callahan, are you alright?"

Paisley laughed and looked at me. "We're absolutely wonderful!" she took my hand and with a slight limp, she led me to the elevator.

As soon as the elevator doors closed, our lips were locked together in a kiss that oozed pure animal lust, she even bit my bottom lip a little. As soon as the door opened, I scooped her up and carried her while running to the door of her suite. I sat her down at the door and she grabbed the key from her pocket and opened the door quickly.

We were a sandy mess, but we didn't care. We were undressing as we walked to the bathroom. Paisley made into the bathroom first, she was still in her bra and panties which were so fucking sexy that I wanted her even more. She turned on the shower and started to undo her bra.

"Stop!" I said. She looked shocked and concerned. I walked toward her. "Only I get to remove that sexy bra and release those beautiful breasts. The panties are my job too." I kissed her while undoing the back of her bra and sliding it off of her shoulders where it eventually fell to the floor. As I slid my hands down her body and removed her tiny panties, I told her "You are so beautiful and fucking sexy."

"Your turn, Synyster." She said, her voice was low and full of lust. She licked her lips as she watched me drop my underwear, my cock springing up, hard and ready.

"Wash me." She commanded, but I didn't mind as I started to rub soap her all over her breasts and stomach, letting my hands trail the water and soap down and around her curves, letting her slip and slide around me. The soap cleared away and steam filled the large shower. Suddenly I turned the water to cold and it sprayed on her breasts. She squealed and jumped, her nipples now beautifully hard.

"Look at these," I said as I tugged on both gently.

Then she tried to turn the water on me. We play fought and grappled with each other but she eventually turned the water back up to warm again. She grabbed my cock and started to rub it hard and urgent: it felt so good.

We were intertwined and kissing deep with our tongues feeling into each other's mouths and my hand went between her legs and I pushed two fingers into her tight pussy.

She was so hot and wide open to my fingers: she tried to lift up one leg to let me have more depth inside her as she continued to rub my aching cock. I pulled out my fingers and turned her around so the shower water fell on the back of her neck and down her back, cascading over her lovely ass cheeks. "Fuck me now," she demanded as I pushed my cock down to meet the sweet opening of her pussy. I pushed forward and my thick cock slid hard into her cunt and she gasped with pleasure as I filled her, fucking her as I stood behind her and pushed her back down so she was bending forward. I leaned back so she could take the most of my cock as possible and pushed hard to the absolute hilt and then started to fuck her with a rhythm that had her moaning. I increased the pace and of my cock going and out of her hot cunt as she grunted and moaned as I fucked her harder and harder. I feel her feel her walls tighten like a vice as she convulsed in a quaking orgasm. As felt her come, I came too, my cock ramming into her and shooting my cum deep inside her.

Quietly, my cock slipped out of her pussy, so hot and sore. I let the cooling water run on it and turned off the shower. We got out and wrapped each other in towels, with me wrapping the towel around her and tucking it together around her breasts. She followed my lead and secured a towel around my waist. I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her gently.

"That was amazing," I said, looking into deep into her eyes.

"Shower sex is even better than I thought it would be."
"This was your first-time having shower sex?"

"My ex-wasn't very interested in sex outside of the bedroom, at least that's what I thought until I accidentally caught him fucking his colleague in his office." She looked upset and I realized the conversation brought back painful memories for her.

She was looking down, seeming dejected. I lifted her chin, "I promise you that I will always be honest and true to you." She smiled. "I also guarantee that we will have sex in lots of different places," I said, laughing and winking at her. She kissed me.

"I'm counting on that." Biting her lip and grinning. "But right now, I have to admit I'm exhausted and we have a big day tomorrow."

"You're not worried, are you?"

"I am a little. I'm not sure what they are going to think. We just met, we couldn't stand each other and now we're whatever we are."

"We are us and how we started out or how long we've known each is irrelevant. We are together and we are happy. That's all the matters." She smiled slightly, but I could tell she was still worried. "You are happy, right?"

She smiled, "Yes, happier than I have been in a very long time."

"It's going to be fine. Let's go get some sleep." I held her hand and led her to the bed. Sleep had to wait as we made love again.

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