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“You know I do, is it good?”

“Primo,” she answered.

“No!” Trevas demanded, already knowing what she was up
to.

“Are you at the shop?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

“Okay let me call you back.”

Alley got off the stool and walked around to Trevas,
forcing him to stop chopping his vegetables and looked up to him with pleading
eyes. “Please, please, please Trevas,” she begged.

“Alley no, you are not going.”

“Trevas, you can’t tell me that I am not doing
something. I am not your child.”

“But sometimes you act like my child. I don’t want you
taking a chance on going in there. If they are dealing out of that shop,
they’re going to get busted, and I don’t want you anywhere near it when it
happens.”

“They don’t deal weed Trevas. They get it for a very
few select people. I am going whether you like it or not, so you might as well
not be a dick about it.”

“Let me go with you.”

“If you go they are going to play dumb and act like
they don’t know what I am talking about. They are not going to give it to me
with you there. I promise I will go straight there and straight back.”

“I am asking you not to go Alley.”

“Okay, have it your way,” she said and went upstairs
to get her backpack that she used for a purse and everything else, and her
keys.

She glared at him as she walked down the stairs and to
the door.

“Alley!” he called before she closed the door behind
her.

“What?”

“Come here.”

Alley went to him and tilted her head, and he pulled
her to him.

“You have got to be the most stubborn, persistent,
pigheaded female on this earth. Please be careful, and if you are not back here
in thirty minutes, I am coming after you.”

“I promise,” she said and kissed him, glad that he
wasn’t going to be an ass about it.

“Alley,” he called again before she got out the door,
and she turned to look at him.

“I love you.”

She smiled. I love you too and don’t worry. I will be
fine.”

Alley pulled out and noticed right away the dark gray
car following her. She wasn’t about to let them take her picture going into the
tattoo shop again, and turned down another road to see if they actually were
following her and sure enough they were.

She sped around another couple of blocks and tried to
lose them, but they were speeding right behind her.

“Damn it,” she said out loud.

She slowed down at the next intersection to make sure
noting was coming before she ran through the stop sign and she didn’t make it
to the next block before she heard the siren and the lights right behind her.

She groaned and pulled over but was happy that she was
being pulled over before she had a bag of weed in her car.

“License and registration please,” the police officer
requested.

She took her wallet from her bag and handed him her
license and then found the registration and proof of insurance in the console
where Trevas had put them.

“Alley Fletcher?” he asked, looking at her license and
then back to her.

“Yes sir,” she answered.

“What’s your hurry?”

“I was trying to get away from those fu…” Alley
stopped herself. “I had paparazzi following me, and I was trying to lose them.”

“Is that them, right there?” he asked, pointing to the
gray car parked alongside the curb just ahead waiting for her.”

“Yes sir,” she replied.

“I’ll tell you what. I am going to write you a ticket
for running the stop sign, and then I will pull out in front of you and make
sure they stay parked until you have plenty of head start.”

“Thank you” she replied and was almost glad for the
ticket. It was worth it for the cop to get between her and the idiots following
her with a camera.

He brought her the ticket. “No more running stop
signs. I would rather see your picture in the tabloids than in the obituaries.”

“Yes sir, I promise.”

“Wait here until I wave for you to pull out.”

“Okay.”

Alley watched him pull right up beside the car and
pull the frontend of his cruiser to just in front of the gray car and then he
motioned for her to go.

“Yes!” she exclaimed and couldn’t help but smile, and
flip the driver of the gray car off as she passed.

She called Frankie and told her that she was in a
hurry and to open the side door. She drove down the alleyway, leaving her car
running, ran inside, made the trade and was gone. She looked at the clock, and
it was already past forty minutes.

She answered her phone on the first ring when Trevas
called.

“I am on my way,” she told him.

“You are late, what took so long.”

“I got a ticket.”

“For what?”

“Running a stop sign.”

Trevas shook his head and told her to be careful, and
she could tell him about it when she got there. He knew how she drove and
didn’t want her to be on the phone.

Alley ran her bag upstairs and then joined everyone
else on the patio. Trevas was cooking the steaks, and her dad was there.

“Where did you go?” Peyton asked.

“To see a friend, here dad,” she said, handing him the
pink slip.

“What do you want me to do with this? What the hell
are you doing running stop signs?”

“I want you to pay it and take care of it. I don’t
know what to do with it, and I ran the stop sign to get away from the stupid papz.”

He tried to hand it back to her. “You got the ticket.
You read the instructions and you take care of paying it,” he demanded.

She put her arms around his neck from the back. “I
don’t know how, please will you just do it for me.”

Fletcher groaned and stuck the ticket in his pocket.

“Thanks dad,” Alley said, and Trevas shook his head
and laughed at his evil little princess.

Fletcher stayed and ate and then took off around
eight. Trevas built a fire in the fire pit, and they all sat around drinking
beer. Trevas and Alley shared a couple and she text Trevas.

“Let’s go to bed.”

“It’s nine thirty. You don’t want to go to bed, you
want to get high,” he text back.

“I want do want to get high, and then I want you to go
down on me, and make crazy fucking love to me.”

Trevas laughed out loud.

“Would you like to share your text message with the
rest of us, so we can laugh too?” Kay asked him.

“Trust me, you wouldn’t laugh,” he replied.

Trevas text her back. “Is that the correct order that
you would like your wishes in?”

“Precisely the right order,” she said smiling over at
him.

“We’re going to bed,” Trevas said, jumping up and
Kevin and Don started giving him a hard time.

“What are you going to bed for?”

“Are you whipped Trevas?”

“Do you always listen to everything Alley tells you to
do?”

Alley started to say something and Trevas knew all too
well what it was going to pertain to. He covered her mouth with his hand and ushered
her inside.

“What did you do that for?” she asked after they were
inside.

“Because I know you were about to say something about
us getting stoned or having sex.”

Alley turned and walked backward up the steps with him
in front of her.

“Are we having sex?” she teased.

“We are most definitely having sex,” he replied,
grabbing her and causing her to have to sit on the steps and he towered over,
kissed her and ran his knee between her legs.

Alley rolled over and scooted up the steps to get away
from him. She took the bag from her bag, and he told her he was going to jump
in the shower.

She pulled up his t-shirt and ran her hands up his
stomach and chest and kissed his neck.

“Why don’t you run us a tub of water and I will roll
us a joint,” she seductively told him. She knew they couldn’t smoke it by the
widow because their parents were right below them, and neither of them was sure
what Kay would think, even though she probably knew that they smoked it too.

Trevas ran a hot tub of water and got in. Alley rolled
the joint and handed it to him so that she could undress and he watched as she
did.

“Get a lighter,” he said stopping her before she got
in.

She went to her room and came back and handed it to
him. She snuggled up to his chest, and he wrapped his free hand around her
stomach. She ran her free hand down his leg, and he lit the joint.

Alley told him about the cop blocking the paparazzi,
and they talked about the premier of the movie as they passed the joint back
and forth to each other. She kept letting out water and adding more hot because
they stayed in so long. They talked more about going to Utah and were planning
on going to the cabin the following weekend.

Trevas laid the half a joint on the back of the toilet
and wrapped both his arms around her and she pulled both of hers around his
neck.

“Trevas,” she spoke, quietly.

“What baby?” he asked and kissed the top of her head.

“You know that you’re my whole world don’t you?”

“Where did that come from?” he asked.

She turned around and put her legs over his so that
she could face him. He took both of her hands in his, staring lovingly at her.
He did love her. He loved her so much it that he didn’t know if it was normal
or healthy.

She shrugged her shoulders, looking down at their
hands. “I don’t know, I just hope you know how much I love you, and I would
never want to be without you.”

Trevas rose up and kissed her. “Let’s get out of
here,” he whispered.

“You get out, I want to shave first.”

Trevas’s eyebrows rose at the thought. “What are you
going to shave?”

“My legs,” she smiled.

“Is that it?”

“No,” she answered honestly.

“I want to shave you there.”

“You will cut me.”

“I promise I won’t, please. I let you go to Frankie’s
didn’t I?”

“No, not really, I almost had to throw an Alley
tantrum.”

“You’re not supposed to know what an Alley tantrum is.
We say that behind your back.”

Alley laughed.

Trevas stood up and wrapped himself in a towel and picked
up the shaving cream and the razor. He let the water out so that he had better
access.

“Let me do my legs first,” Alley said holding her hand
out for him to squirt some shaving cream and took the razor. He watched and
when she was finished she looked at him, contemplating on whether or not to let
him take over. He opened his hand for the razor, and she laid it in his hand.

“Lay back,” he said in the sexy husky voice that drove
her insane.

She lay back in the tub and he squirted the cream in
his hand and messaged it over her, and she gasped even though he hadn’t touched
a sensitive spot at all.

“It doesn’t feel that good when I do it,” she told
him.

“Then maybe you better just let me take over this
job.”

Alley laughed and watched as he did a very nice and
slow job. He shaved the top of her first, rinsing the razor after every stroke.

“Spread your legs,” he told her in that damn husky
voice again, and he moved her apart with his hands. He applied more cream and
let out more water so he could get better contact. He shaved her from the top
all the way to the back of her, using his fingers to spread her to get in the
tighter spots.

Alley thought she was going to orgasm with just him
shaving her, and he could tell that she was very much into it. No matter how
much she tried, she couldn’t control her hips twisting into him, begging for
him to touch her. She had her eyes closed, and her head back, trying to pull
herself together.

“Stop wiggling or I am going to cut you.”

“Fuck, I can’t Trevas,” she answered, and he smiled,
loving every second of it.

Trevas took the shower head from its holster and
pulled the plug on the tub, and all Alley could do is watch as he adjusted the
water and then angled it between her legs. He used his hand and wiped away
shaving cream and then turned the shower head to the jet stream spray and held
it between her legs, making sure that the stream hit in the exact place that he
knew would bring her to bliss.

“Fuck, Trevas,” Alley breathed out in a whisper,
arching her back and closing her eyes as her head tilted back on its own
accord.

Trevas slid one finger in her and had her calling out
profanity within seconds. He shut the water off and pulled her hands helping
her out.

“I don’t think I can stand up after that,” she tried
to tell him, but he was too excited to respond and lifted her to him, placing
her gently on the sink. He moved into her slowly and hissed through his teeth
at the feel of her. Alley let him take her for a few minutes and then made him
stop.

“Move,” she demanded, bringing her feet to the floor
and making him step back.

She kissed him with all tongue and turned around,
bending over the sink, and he resumed his position and continued to take her
fast, hard and rough until they were both quivering to the bone and Alley was
calling out or normal sacrilege.

“I think I messed up your wish list a little,” Trevas
told her, turning her back to him so that he could kiss her.

“I think I liked your list better,” she smiled.

They crawled into bed, and Trevas held her naked body
close to his and kissed her several times. They talked for a couple of hours
and then Trevas made love to her again before they finally fell asleep around
two in the morning.

                *****

“Are you guys decent?” Trevas heard his mom yell from
the door.

He opened his sleepy eyes to look over at Alley, sound
asleep on her stomach with the covers thrown off. He smiled a warm smile as he
covered her naked body.

“Yeah, you can come in,” he told his mom.