Southern Charm (8 page)

“
Jackson, can’t this
wait…?” Sarah started to say but Jackson cut her off saying, “I
said MOVE, now Sarah!”

“
Yes, dear,” Sarah said
walking in the direction he pointed. Shelby, Savannah, Michael and
Queenie all started that way too. Before Queenie got past Logan,
she grabbed his hand and said, “You too, Shuga, I think our girl is
going to need some support. There is only so much I can do from
this chair.”

Logan was the last one to walk into
the private suite. As soon as he closed the door behind him,
Savannah said, “Does HE have to be in here?”

“
Savannah! Sit down and
shut your mouth until I tell you it’s ok to speak, young lady!”
Jackson said to her. It took a lot to get under the skin of the
patriarch of the Beasley clan, but when you did, it’s best to do as
he says. Logan was surprised. He didn’t think that Jackson Beasley
had a backbone, let alone balls.

“
Jackson, she is right. He
should not be here for a family meeting,” Sarah said to her husband
taking seat in the brown wing-back chair that was next to the
fireplace in the room.

“
Sarah, when I say ‘quiet’
I mean don’t ‘speak’ until I point to you,” Jackson said angrily
looking at his wife.

Clapping her arthritic chocolate brown
hands, Queenie said, “Well, my son seems to have located his balls
at the bottom of your purse today.”

“
Mother, with all due
respect...Shhh.......,” Jackson said.

“
Boy, don’t you shish me!
I may be in this chair but I will stand up to hit you with this
cane,” Queenie said to him.

“
Yes, Ma’am,” Jackson
mumbled. Taking a deep breath and grabbing the bridge of his nose
Jackson said to his daughters,

“
Savannah, Shelby, what is
going on with you two?” putting up his finger to stop them both
from speaking yet, he finished, “I warn you, I am in no mood for
disrespect or nonsense so please do not try your daddy
today.”

Shelby, for once, took the opportunity
to speak first which she had never done. As children whenever they
had gotten in trouble, she had just let Savannah blame her. It was
easier than dealing with her sister and mother’s vengeance
later.

“
Daddy, I innocently went
to the ladies room and I caught Savannah on the sink having sex
with Mark with her ass in the air for the entire world to see,”
Shelby said looking at her sister.

“
You lying little BITCH!”
Savannah said charging toward Shelby. Before she could reach her,
she was grabbed by Michael. “You lying cow, you tell them the
truth!” Savannah said yelling and twisting trying to get away from
Michael.

“
I am not lying! Shall we
call Mark in here to ask him? Or maybe the cleaning staff that just
got that used condom out of the ladies room,” Shelby said. The room
was totally silent as Michael looked into Savannah’s eyes. As he
looked at her, he knew that Shelby was not lying. He released
Savannah and turned and walked to the door, saying, “Shelby is
telling the truth,” before he left. The room erupted in yelling and
talking as Savannah, tearfully started toward the door calling
after Michael. Sarah was yelling at Shelby and Jackson was yelling
at Sarah. Then out of nowhere there was an ear piercing whistle in
the room which stopped all discussion and forced everyone to turn
and look at where it came from. Queenie sat in her wheel chair
smiling.

“
Thank You,” she said
sweetly as she rolled to the center of the room. “Now call me
senile, son, but I think that you have lost control of your
family.”

“
The only person that has
no control in this room is Shelby. Apparently from the looks of
her, it’s not just what she puts in her mouth but what comes out of
it.” Sarah said looking at her daughter in anger.

“
SARAH!” Jackson said to
his wife, who was now pouring herself a glass of eighty-year old
scotch. “Have you lost your senses?”

“
Jackson, your precious
daughter just ruined the wedding that we were supposed to be having
in five days. What would you suggest I say?” Sarah said finishing
the very large glass she had just poured in one drink.

“
Such a fucking lady!”
Queenie said looking at her daughter-in-law.

“
Oh shut up, you old bat,”
Sarah said, pouring another glass of Scotch.

“
Sarah! I will not tell
you again!” Jackson said to his wife as he stood looking out of the
bay window out to the golf course which had been covered in lights
and candles for tonight’s event.

“
It’s ok, son! If I was an
old bat then you, you soul sucking bitch, would be my daughter, not
my daughter-in-law.” Queenie said smiling.

“
Jackson, are you going to
let your daughter and your mother insult me all in one night,”
Sarah said to her husband.

“
Don’t you mean
our
daughter?” Jackson
said to her.

“
No, Daddy, she didn’t!”
Shelby said to her father. “She meant
your
daughter, being that I am not
biologically hers. Isn’t that right, Momma?” The room was
completely silent and everyone was looking at Shelby like she had
grown two more heads, except Logan. Logan was looking at her with
such pride and concern all at the same time.

“
Oh, Shelby, that is
nonsense. What are you talking about?” Sarah said to her nervously
drinking her third glass of Bourbon in as many minutes.

“
I am talking about the
fact that Daddy cheated on you and I am a product of that affair.
With my mother having died giving birth to me, and you having an
image to protect, you were forced to raise me as your own,” Shelby
said with tears rolling down her cheeks.

“
Baby girl, how?” Queenie
started to say, still looking at Shelby’s father and
mother.

Shelby said, “I overheard them arguing
about me when I was ten. Daddy was telling Momma that if she called
herself my mother, she should act like she was,” Shelby said wiping
the tears off her face. The black streaks of mascara from the tears
were ruining the beautiful work Cassidy had done. “To which Momma
promptly said, ‘that girl will never be my daughter’.” She
finished, looking directly at her mother again who was now shaking
so hard she had spilled her fourth drink out of the glass. She was
sinking into the wing-back chair that she had been sitting in with
a stunned look on her face. Shelby’s dad stepped toward Shelby with
his arms open to give her a hug. “Baby girl.” Shelby cut him off
backing away from him saying,

“
I always wondered why you
wouldn’t just tell me. Tell me so that I could know or at least
have an explanation for why my mother hated me. But it never came,
I figured you had your reasons and maybe if I could just lose
enough weight or get enough education that she would learn to love
me. I guess I was just fooling myself.”

“
Baby girl, come here,”
Queenie said to Shelby, holding her arms out to her
granddaughter.

“
No, Granny,” Shelby said
sadly to her grandmother. “Momma, I am sorry you had to put up with
a reminder of your pain all these years. Daddy, I am sorry you
never loved me enough to stand up for me. But I know I deserve
better and I am tired of waiting for it to happen.” Taking the
family signet ring that every Beasley family member wore and
placing it on the cocktail table that was closest to the chair her
mother was sitting in, she whispered, “I am done.”

Shelby turned to walk out looking at
Logan. She signaled that it was time to leave. Her father and
grandmother were calling her name, but she kept walking like she
could not hear them. Logan looked at Queenie for some indication of
what to do. She nodded to him and he smiled and left.

CHAPTER 7

Shelby and Logan spent the entire
thirty minute car ride from the Country Club to her brownstone in
silence. Shelby was still so upset and really didn’t know what to
say. Logan had been unsure how to help. When they pulled in front
of her house, Logan opened her car door and walked her to the
door.

“
You don’t have to come in
if you don’t want to,” Shelby said avoiding his eyes and wiping
away her tears. “I know this night had probably seemed like rich
people nonsense at its best.”

“
I am not going anywhere
until I know you are ok,” Logan whispered holding his hand out for
her to give him the key so that he could open the door for her. She
handed him her key. She was thinking, ‘you have no idea how glad I
am that you are saying this’.

When they got into the house, Shelby
sat her wrap and purse on the sofa in her living room and went
straight to bar. She poured herself a generous glass and drank it
all in one gulp and poured another. She was almost done downing it
when Logan took the glass from her.

“
Easy Grady, you will be
black-out drunk in no time if you keep drinking like that.” Logan
was standing within inches of Shelby as he was reaching around her
to sit her glass back on the bar. ‘God, he smells good,’ she
thought. Before she knew what she was about to do, she kissed him
on the neck; a small peck that was so sensual and soft Logan almost
thought he had hallucinated it. “Shelby?” Logan whispered. Shelby
put her index finger over his lips and looked up at him.

“
Logan, please can we just
do the talking tomorrow? All I want right now is to feel you all
over me. To be as close to you as two people can ever be without
sharing the same body.” She had tears in her eyes as she looked up
at him. Logan did not want to make love to her like this; when she
was upset and desperate for love. Shelby wrapped her arms around
his neck and stood on her tip toe to bite his bottom lip and then
suck it into her mouth.

“
Please Logan. Please just
fuck me,” Shelby whispered. A man can only be so strong as Logan
wrapped his arms around her and deepened the kiss as he picked her
up and started toward her bedroom. When they got to her room, Logan
gently sat Shelby down.

Without haste, she pulled his suit
jacket off and started to unbutton his shirt. After Shelby got
Logan’s shirt off, he pushed her body with his against the wall and
then pushed both of her arms above her head. He slid his arm slowly
around her waist and down her back as his hand cupped her tight
round ass. Breathlessly she asked him, “Can I taste it, Daddy?” and
moaned. Logan released her hands long enough to step out of his
pants and take his shirt off.

Shelby slowly slid to her knees
feeling the start of an orgasm watching his dick spring forward
when he took off his pants. Logan’s skin smelled warm and salty and
the feel of his rock hard dick in her hand made her want him all
the more. Shelby started sucking the head of his dick slowly and
then rubbing her tongue along his shaft; teasing him as she watched
his face contort in pleasure as he moaned and ran his hands through
her hair. Shelby started sucking him deeper and deeper until his
head was deep in the back of her throat.

She was sucking up and
down so hard and so slowly he could barely stand anymore. Logan
stopped her so that he could undress her and get her on the bed. He
walked over to the bed and laid down. Shelby dropped to her knees
and began sucking him again but this time she began sucking his
sack and gliding her hand up and down the shaft of his dick. She
ran her tongue up to the top of his dick and started to suck him
over and over moving faster and sucking harder each time until she
felt his entire body tense and the surge of cum shoot from his dick
into the back of her throat. Logan was still mostly erect. He sat
up on the bed and traded places with Shelby and slid his dick into
her pussy and started to fuck her. Shelby started to moan louder
and louder. Logan began thrusting harder and harder rubbing her
pink clit until she came.
Logan’s
full hard-on came back and he
began to fuck her tight, wet pussy with her legs up around his
shoulders. “God, you feel so good,” Shelby thought as he thrust
inside her. Logan moved his fingers to her clit and began to slide
them back and forth. Logan’s thrusting was heavenly and finally he
released his load inside her until he collapsed on top of her with
both of them breathing hard and fast until they drifted off to
sleep and awoke again to continue their incredible sexual
marathon.

The next morning Logan awoke to the
smell of coffee and bacon, two of his favorite things. It was
eleven-thirty. It had been a long time since he slept that late.
But then again it had been a long time since he had been up until 5
am making love to a woman.

Walking to the kitchen in nothing but
boxers, he was greeted by the deliciously sexy sight of Shelby
standing at the stove, with his shirt on and nothing else. Walking
up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her
back to him.

“
Good Morning, Beautiful,”
Logan said moaning.

Smiling and relaxing in his arms,
Shelby purred, “ummm… Good Morning, yourself; how are you this
morning?” She asked him, taking the bacon out of the
pan.

He grabbed a piece of bacon and kissed
her neck before he took a bite of the bacon. “I’m starved and
exhausted. Woman, you wore me out. I thought I was going to have to
call for a Gatorade IV,” he said taking his plate and going to the
table to sit down and eat.