Free Chasing Lyrics (Music & Lyrics #1) by Debbie Dickerson Page B

lean
forward to adjust these Gap shorts and Jennifer looks at me as if I just
whipped it out.
          She says, “Really?” Boner
deflated! My smile was the size of Texas knowing my Lyrics was going to be with
me soon! Nothing could break my spirits now.
         Spain is certainly nice
but I am focusing on Germany… precisely June 27. The days fly by as we finish shooting
in Spain. Next stop, Ireland. We arrive on June 18 and are here for one week,
then onto Germany. I must have sent Lyrics over one thousand pictures on her
phone. Ireland is absolutely badass. Jennifer, Chip, and I go to check out this
local pub after the shoot today. Chip seems to be a genuine guy, which is a
fucking rarity in this line of work. He’s a mild mannered man and very easy to
speak with. Jennifer on the other hand is a handful but she has grown on me a
little bit. She has had a rather rough upbringing and with her looks, most
people want to fuck her or tear her down mentally. Me, I don’t want to do
either and I think she understands that now. Her flirting with me has slowed
down. Now she just directs it to other guys that would give their left nut just
to kiss her cheek. It’s actually funny to watch men turn to putty right before
my eyes. I have seen the same effect from Lyrics on guys but the difference is
that she has absolutely no clue it is happening…which is one thousand times
hotter than what Jennifer does! God I miss her!
         When we get back to our
hotel, I send Lyrics a text. “Babe, I need a song. I need your words. I need
your vision. I. NEED. YOU. Seems like my whole life I have looked at the world
through your eyes and that’s how I like it! Send me a pic! I am in love with
you!” Weird how just texting her makes me feel better. As I am getting ready to
hop in the shower, I hear a knock at the door. Surprised and startled, I wrap
the towel around my waist and answer the door. Jennifer. “Hey girl. What’s up?”
She steps past me into my room and plops down on my bed.
          She whines, “Tanner, I’m
bored.”
         I roll my eyes and tighten
my towel. “Go down to the pub then.”
         More whining, “Those people
hate me. They just want to screw a model.”
          Fuck! “Listen, Jen, if
you stop flirting with every dick you see, then they will treat you differently.”
          She sits up and says,
“What about your dick? Can I flirt with it?”
         Okay, that was completely slutty
and damn I need Lyrics here. I tell her, “Jen, you need to get out and go to
sleep. My dick is already taken.” My dick is standing at attention as if it
heard its name and is ready to come out and play. Jennifer stands up and drags
her hand across my stomach as she almost gets out the door. Fuck!
          She turns to me and says,
“Going once…”
          I smile and say, “Sleep
well.” She pouts a bit and then leaves. I take a deep sigh and realize that I
am in desperate need of jacking off!
         I get a text. Lyrics. “Babe,
can’t wait to see you in two days. I feel so lost without you. I have sat down
to write at least ten times and blah, nothing comes out. When I get there, we
can write together. Maybe we can find a gig to play? Bet you didn’t know that I
look at the world through your eyes too. You are my strength. I have slept in
your t-shirt every night! You ready for me?”
          I read the last line and
laugh. Ready? Seriously, more than! I text her back, “Any way to get a
Whataburger on the plane?”
         She texts, “Sure, just
hope they don’t cavity search me!”
         I smile and text, “I hope
you don’t have that same hope when you arrive here. I promise that cavity
searching will happen!”
         Immediate response, “I’m counting
on it!”
         I hold the phone as if I
am holding her and text, “See you in two days. I love you.”
         “Can’t wait, I love you
too!”

 
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15
    ‘Opening
my heart