28. Mac
Mac
D inner with MJ’s parents did not go at all how I expected.
I definitely didn’t think I’d be crying and then laughing at the dinner table, but here we are.
The conversation has been easy once MJ got her presentation out of the way.
Their response surprised her, but after the conversation I had with her dad, I wasn’t surprised at all.
Mrs. Lawrence also made a strawberry cake with cream cheese frosting for MJ’s birthday dessert to accompany us while we sang her happy birthday. We stayed well past dessert, just talking and catching up with her parents.
I shared my plans for running the shop and completing my community service hours, and Mr. Lawrence seemed impressed.
He even offered to help at the shop on the weekends with oil changes or something “easy” if I needed it.
I highly doubt I’ll be taking him up on that offer, but it was a gracious gesture.
MJ mentioned staying with me on a more permanent basis and we shared we would like to find a house in town. Mr. Lawrence said to let him know if we have trouble finding something and though he shared little, he said he had an idea for us for when the time comes.
Now I’ve got MJ tucked against me in our bed in t he loft.
She’s scrolling through her phone as I gently playing with her soft hair.
I should probably be down in the shop working, but I’d much rather be here with my girl.
I promised her a day of no work for her birthday and I’m sticking to it.
She types out a text to the Dream Team chat and I smile, reading over her shoulder.
She places her phone on the nightstand and then turns into me with an ear-to-ear grin.
“One more Grill and Chill before things get crazy?” I ask. She nods and kisses my shoulder.
“Thank you for being there with me today. And for today in general. I still can’t believe that went the way it did, but it meant a lot to have you by my side.”
“Always, baby. You’re stuck with me now.”
She giggles as I roll my body onto hers and kiss her softly.
Spreading her legs with my knee, I slide my finger along the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her legs and flinging them across the room.
She gasps when I notch my cock at her entrance and push into her slowly.
I kiss her again and she smiles up at me.
“I love you.”
“I love you, Mac.” She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck and then whispers in my ear, “Now fuck me, please.”
I chuckle and give my girl exactly what she’s asking for.
August 3
We reach the top of the hill leading down to the creek and MJ yells as she runs down it. “Last one in is a rotten egg!”
I have déjà vu from the summer we were sixteen, and I shake my head, laughing.
She pulls her T-shirt off over her head, stripping and running down to the water.
Blake and Austin, who were already hanging out by the barbecue area, hear her and start kicking their shoes off to follow my girl.
Shannon looks at me and raises her eyebrow in challenge and then also takes off. Fuck !
I jog over to the table and drop all the stuff MJ conveniently had me carry down here and strip to head down to the creek myself.
MJ has already hit the water and is splashing Blake and Austin.
Shannon is well ahead of me, so I slow down, deciding to take my time and watch my girl completely in her element.
I wade out to her and grab her waist, kissing her neck softly.
“That was very rude, leaving me with all the stuff and issuing a challenge like that, baby,” I whisper. She giggles, her skin pebbling beneath my lips. “I’ll have to punish you later.”
Ever the glutton for punishment, MJ grinds her ass against my now-hard cock and I groan.
She turns back and gives me a devilish grin and then takes off, walking out of the water.
I look over to Blake and Austin, who are smiling and making kissing faces, being overly obnoxious.
I can’t wait for the day they each find their person and I get to give them all the shit back.
Shannon is floating nearby with a smile on her face, but then she sits up, her face filled with concern.
I look to where her gaze has landed and see MJ heading to the swing.
I swim over to where I know she’d land if she jumped in.
“Baby, you don’t have to,” I yell. It’s weird being in the water when she’s at the swing.
Most of our childhood, I was always standing behind her.
Her safety net in case she backed out. Right now, there’s no one behind her for her to back out.
She sits her gorgeous ass onto the swing and then pushes off the bank.
She swings back and forth a few times and then smiles at me.
“I got this. You ready? Tell me when to jump.” I nod and hold my hands out, ready to catch my girl.
She lets go of the rope, jumping in right when I yell, “Now!”
She lands with a splash and I’m right there with her when she pops her head up. Wiping the hair out of her face reveals the biggest and brightest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Holy shit! I did it!”
“Yes, you did!” I grab her waist and pull her into me, capturing her lips with mine. She moans against my mouth, and I break the kiss. “I’m so proud of you, baby.”
“Thank you. Thanks for teaching me too.” I cock my brow, and she smiles. “You taught me how to jump in. Heart first. In love, in the creek. It’s all the same now. I’m not scared anymore because I know you’ll be there to catch me.”
“I will always be here to catch you.” I lean in and kiss her again, completely lost in my girl.