Mr. Twang: A Fake Relationship Romance

Lauren

Accompanying Song:

“Need You Now” by Lady Antebellum

I was a fool. I knew it before my fingers touched the screen. I was about to throw away all of the time I spent trying to mend my broken heart because my heart still missed Brendan. It wasn’t just my heart. My lips craved the fire of his passion. My body begged for his touch. The despair was gone and while the lies had left distrust, it was more complicated than the past we shared. The fact he showed up in Nashville, stood in front of all the people who hated him, including my family, and said he still loved me—that had to mean that it wasn’t all a lie. He let their anger wash over him for one chance to speak from the heart. I couldn’t let him walk away again. I didn’t care what anyone thought. I was going to tell him that I still loved him. It was time for me to tell the truth as well.

I’ll deal with the fallout in the morning. Tonight, I’m going to be true to myself. I know what I want—what I need—and he’s right here in Nashville.

I kept my emotions in check as I sent my parents and Misty back to my place. I might have been able to get them into the after party, but it was really meant to be a celebration for the stars that received awards. I might have tried to sneak Misty in if I wasn’t about to do something that even she wouldn’t approve of. The after party was at a hotel near the Grand Ole Opry, and I booked a room as soon as I got there. I was thankful that it wasn’t full, although most of the people who received awards were local, so it didn’t surprise me entirely. I clutched the key card in my hand as I waited near the entrance. My heart was beating wildly in my chest. I was feeling a mixture of uncertainty colliding with absolute certainty. I knew what I wanted, but it would make things more complicated than they already were. I just didn’t give a damn anymore.

“You reached out to him, didn’t you?” Sawyer walked up with a drink in his hand.

“I did.” I nodded without making eye contact. “I’ll be discreet, but I have to see Brendan before he leaves again.”

“I have a feeling I’m going to have to figure out how to spin your reunion story.” He exhaled sharply and shook his head.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. I hurt him, too. He may love me, but that doesn’t mean either of us can completely forget what happened.” I shrugged and sighed. “But I will tell you this—if there is a chance and you try to get between us again, they’ll write songs about the things I do to you—and where I bury your body.”

“Jesus Christ.” Sawyer blinked in shock. “Okay, don’t mess with Texas—they weren’t lying about that.”

“That was your only warning. I’m done letting you decide how I live my life. I’m not going to lie to anyone again for fame or publicity. If Brendan and I find a way to work it out, you can spin it however you want, but you better make sure it’s true.” I glared at him and finally made eye contact.

“Noted.” He nodded and turned to walk back towards the bar.

I was started to think he wasn’t coming after an hour dragged by. He didn’t respond to my text message, but my phone said it was delivered. I sipped my drink, looked around the room for a moment, and when my eyes made it back to the door, all of the breath was sucked out of my body. He was there. The crowd didn’t notice him, but I did. I weaved my way to the entrance and pulled him out into the hallway. We didn’t say anything at first. Our eyes simply locked together like they had so many times before. I could feel my heart beating and his thumped so hard it echoed in my ears. I lunged towards him and he caught me in his arms. Our lips collided together, and our tongues immediately intertwined. The same hunger and passion was th

ere.

“I missed you.” He pulled back from our kiss and held me in his arms.

“I missed you too.” I held up the key card. “A lot.”

“Is that for here?” A smile spread across his face.

“Yep.” I nodded enthusiastically.

“Then what are we waiting for?” He let my feet touch the floor and held my hand as I led the way to the elevators.

We were tangled in an embrace as soon as the elevator doors closed. I was thankful we were alone, although I’m not sure I would have cared if we weren’t. His lips crushed mine the same way they always did and he began to ravage my mouth with his desire. I couldn’t believe how long it had been since we were together. It felt like the first time all over again. His scent, his taste, and his touch—they were all so familiar—yet they were like a distant past I needed to bring forward into the present. When the elevator doors opened, he walked me to the wall and held me there as we continued to kiss. My hands wrapped around him and moved up until I felt his long hair in my fingers. I pulled away, just to catch my breath, and he started to kiss my neck. His lips moved to my ears and nibbled on my earlobes.

“First, I’m going to spank you for not believing how much I loved you back when you heard that audio—then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t move.” He exhaled sharply, and I felt his breath on my neck. “Then I’m just going to keep fucking you until the sun comes up.”

“You’re not spanking me for something I didn’t do!” I pulled back and glared at him playfully. “You were the one that made the recording!”

“Yeah, just watch me.” He took my hand, checked the room number on the key card, and quickly walked to the door.

It was clear that I was getting a spanking whether I wanted one or not—but I wasn’t going to complain. Just being with him brought all the memories back, from our first kiss, to my birthday, to the night that I felt him inside me for the first time. It was easy to forget the time apart when I was in his arms. The future was a mystery, but the present was amazing. His hands pulled at my expensive dress, snapping the expensive threads without bothering to unzip it. His lips moved against mine and his hands explored my body. I did the same to him, pulling at his tuxedo until the jacket was on the floor and his shirt was halfway off his shoulders. Our passion continued to consume us until there was nothing left on our bodies except our underwear.

“Yeah, get over here.” He took me by the arm playfully and sat down on the couch. “We’ll call this an early birthday spanking.”

“Does that mean I won’t get one when I turn twenty-two?” I looked over my shoulder and grinned.

“You got two when you turned twenty-one. If we start now, you can get a whole lot more before midnight strikes on your twenty-second.” He slid my panties down the curve of my hips and exposed my ass.

“Yeah, well…” I leaned over his knee and reached underneath his leg until I was able to wrap my hand around his cock. “Have fun concentrating.”

“You know how to distract me.” He chuckled and gave me a firm smack on my ass.