Page 9 of Tailwhip
I turn and ask, “How about we get some dessert?”
Anthony says, “Yum, and what is your favorite dessert? If I remember correctly, it was cookie dough ice cream; is that still it?”
Smiling, I reply, “Yes, that is still my favorite ice cream flavor, but I also love cinnamon rolls. Ice cream sounds good, since it is hot out!”
“I have an idea,” Anthony says. “Let’s head back up to your house, grab some pints of ice cream, and then watch a movie. Any movie!” This guy just flew out here to answer my text, drove for two hours for lunch, and now wants to drive back two hours for dessert and a movie! I feel like this is just a dream and I am going to wake up at any minute, but it’s not. Anthony is really here with me.
Back on the interstate, it dawns on me that I never asked when he has to head out to Texas. “I didn’t ask you earlier because I was caught off guard by you showing up like you did. When do you have to leave?”
Clearing his voice, he says, “I have to leave first thing tomorrow morning.”
A little deflated by that, I say, “Are you driving back to stay near the airport tonight? That’s a lot of driving.”
Giving the smallest smirk, he says, “I was actually hoping you would let me stay on your couch, since it is just for tonight.”
All that comes out is “Oh.” Gaining my train of thought, I say, “Yes, of course you can stay at the house!”
Finally making it back into town, we stop for the pints of ice cream, get back to the house, and start the movie. After a few bites, I notice Anthony is giving me an odd look.
Stopping, I ask, “What are you looking at?”
He asks, “What are you doing?”
Laughing at my habit, I say, “I like to dig out the cookie dough pieces and eat them last!” He burst out laughing at me and tries to take a few of my cookie dough pieces. Holding my pint out of his reach, I say, “You can’t laugh at me and try to take my pieces!”
“You never did that in high school from what I remember!” he says.
“No, I sure didn’t. I like to save the best part for last!” After we finish the ice cream and movie, I let Anthony get comfy on the couch and get to sleep, since he has an early morning flight and I head to bed as well.
After tossing and turning for a couple hours, I get up to go get a glass of water. I try to be as quiet as I can. I stop right in the living room, where Anthony is on the couch, in nothing but white boxer briefs; I admire the way they mold to his thighs–years of riding has done him good! My eyes slowly make their way up to the large bulge! Staring at it, memories start to come to mind of our first night together and how it filled me up, hurt, but felt good all at the same time.
As I am staring at him, he suddenly says, “Do you like what you see, little one?”
Jumping again, I tell him, “I’m sorry, I thought you were asleep.”
“No, I can’t sleep.” I tell him I can’t either, that I am a restless sleeper almost every night.
He moves over on the couch, “Come here and lay with me.” Moving to the couch, I snuggle right up with him, and he instantly wraps me in his arms, smelling my hair, and giving me a kiss on my temple, “I’ve missed you so much, holding you and kissing you.”
Listening to his heartbeat, I tell him, “I’ve missed you, too.” Shortly after laying in his arms, I fall asleep for the entire night, and it is one of the best sleeps I have had in a very long time. Waking up, Anthony is already gone, and I am not sure how he managed to get off the couch with how he was holding onto me. I must have been dead asleep! Feeling sad that I didn't get to say goodbye, I get off the couch and head back to my bedroom to lie down again. As I grab my phone to check the time, I'm greeted by a text message.
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Anthony
All Mine – Trevor Something
Once I board the plane and get to my seat, I receive a text message from Ashlynn, letting me know she got my text and thanking me for yesterday. I am smiling from ear to ear, sending another quick text back, telling her you’re welcome and I will text you again soon. After leaving Denver for San Antonio, I met up with Nick for the next stop. The tour in San Antonio was smaller than the other times we have done the Extreme Tour, but it is still always fun to ride for the fans. Our next stop is Austin, which again is a small tour this time. However, once we make it to Dallas, I can’t believe how big the event is this year. They have several sections for the dirt jumps, that way they can do more than one rider at a time, along with three vert ramps. Again, I knew Dallas was huge, but I had no idea how big it would be this year. As my manager Chase drives Nick and me to our hotel to check in, I start to think I need to get Ashlynn out here. She wouldn’t believe her eyes at how much bigger this one is compared to Denver.
Asking Chase if he could arrange to get a private jet out to Colorado and get Ashlynn here before my events for tonight, he looks at me like I have grown two heads.
He starts talking. “So, you want me to get a private jet for a girl to come watch your final event?”
Looking at him, I say, “Is that a problem?”
Chase shakes his head, “Not a problem at all. I’ve just never had you ask for a private jet before. You don’t even fly on them. What is so special about this one?”
All I say to him is, “Everything.”