I wanted today to be all about her first independent moments she experienced with me. For me, the hardest part of Mila moving was I wasn’t going to be there to experience another monumental independent moment in her life. It was the hardest pill to swallow, but I couldn’t hold her back from what she felt like she needed to do.
My role in her life was to be there for her when she needed me, and this situation wasn’t any different.
Looking around the parking lot, I remember the day as if it were yesterday and not six years ago. I brought her here to show her how to drive my truck and to this day, I still recalled the expression on her face when I handed her my keys.
Shaking my head, I declared, “I can’t believe I still fear for my life when you’re in the driver’s seat.”
“Leo.” She smacked my chest. “I’m just a cautious driver.”
“No, you’re a scary one.”
“How would you know? You never let me drive your truck.”
I pointed to the curb at the end of the lot. “The first time I tried to show you how to drive my girl you hit that spot right over there.”
She scoffed out, placing her hand on her chest. “That curb came out of nowhere.”
“No… you can barely see over the steering wheel and when I told you to lift your seat, you didn’t listen to me because Britney Spears was playing on the radio and singing and dancing in the driver’s seat was much more important to you than paying attention to what I was saying.”
“When ‘Baby One More Time’ is playing through the speakers, Leo, one must sing and dance.”
“Your performance bent and scratched my rim.”
“It was a small price to pay, and you remember my performance, so it must have been a good one.”
“I remember a lot of things.”
“Is this what we’re doing today? Taking a walk down memory lane?”
“I couldn’t let you leave town without reminding you of all the memories you’re leaving behind.”
She bowed her head and I lifted her eyes.
“Does that mean you’re not mad at me anymore?”
“I could never be mad at you.”
“You were on my birthday.”
“Initial gut reaction, you basically kicked me in the balls with your decision to move out of Tennessee.”
“Well, how are your balls now?”
I smiled. “Smart enough to know that you still can’t drive worth a shit. Your parents didn’t even buy you a vehicle until you were eighteen, in hopes that you would somehow develop some sort of awareness for driving.”
“They didn’t buy me one because you drove me everywhere, so I didn’t need one.”
“Keep telling yourself that.”
“Just for that.” She reached for the pocket of my jeans. “Give me your keys. I’m driving for the rest of the day just to prove you wrong.”
I stopped her hand. “Not a chance.”
“But it’s my last day here.” She kept trying to dig into my pocket. “And you’re offending my proficient driving skills.”
“The only thing you’re proficient at when it comes to driving is stop and go.”
She gasped, climbing on top of me. “Give me your keys.”
“Hmmm… let me think about it for a second.”
She straddled my thighs.
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Leo Brody Hawkins!”
“Why are you saying my full name like it’s going to make a difference? That only works for my mom. Stop digging into my pocket, Lala, or you’re going to find something that’s just as hard as my keys.”
“Leo!”
“What? You’re sitting on top of me, what else did you think would happen? My cock has a mind of its own and your ass is swaying all over the place so he’s very confused right now. He thinks he’s doing his job standing at attention for you.”
“Funny, because I can’t feel a thing.”
“That’s it!” She was testing my manhood. I flipped her over and before I gave any thought to what I was about to do, I rocked my dick into her pussy.
Rasping, “And now my balls are blue.”
Chapter 17
—Mila—
NO TRESPASSING!
There in bright, bold capital letters were two words that suddenly put a monkey wrench in Leo’s next stop for me.
“When did they board up the lake?”
“Not sure.” Leo didn’t think twice about it. Without another word, he grabbed onto the fence and started climbing.
“Leo, you gotta be kidding me!”
“Does it look like I’m kidding?”
“You’re breaking and entering!”
“No, we’re breaking and entering.”
“I don’t think—”
“I’m doing the thinking for the both of us, Mila. Come on, you know how to climb a fence.”
“Yeah, but I don’t know how to survive in jail.”
“Relax, Nancy Drew, we won’t get arrested for sitting by a lake, at the most we’ll get fined.”
“Leo—”
“I’ll pay for your fine.”
“You’re going to be paying a lot more than my fine if we get in trouble.”
“Come on, Lala, live a little. Come to the dark side with me.”