your friend say?"
"He's picking us up at eight. That cool?"
"We're going somewhere?" Elle perked up.
"Yep. The kid is taking us to a park tonight. It's on the DL. We can get a beer and relax. It'll be fun." Her smile radiated warmth to every inch of my body. Fuck, now I was the one with some smutty fucking thoughts, and there were no grandmas in them.
"It's safe?" she asked, always the vigilant one. Damn, I loved this woman.
"It should be all good. If we get there and it doesn't feel right, we'll come back. That cool, kid?"
"Yep. I gotta get back to it." Fernie stood up to leave. "But don't do anything nasty on my Abuelita's patio table, OK?"
"Yes, sir." Elle saluted. Fernie shook his head and walked away.
The smile on my face was short-lived as dark thoughts started to creep into my head. When had things ever gone right for Elle and me? I wanted to be happy for a moment, but it felt like the minute I got too cozy shit would pop off. I felt myself tense up at the thought of dragging Elle though more of my drama.
"I love you, J, but you're squeezing the life out of me." I looked up at the woman I loved sitting on my lap. Shit. "You OK?"
"Fuck." I grabbed my shoulder without thinking, saying a prayer to Gramps. "It's just that for a moment everything felt perfect. The sun is shining, you're sm iling, and we're together. I'm waiting for something to fuck it up. Every time shit's perfect, something fucked up happens."
She put her hands on either side of my face. "Baby, I know," she whispered. Leaning forward, she presse d her lips gently against mine. I pressed my forehead to hers and took deep breaths.
"I get your fear. It's not without reason. We'll be cautious, and I know you'll protect me—"
"With my life," I interjected.
"Try not to die, OK? What I mean is, we'll be fine. It's OK to be afraid. It's good cuz it keeps us both on our toes, but I feel like Abuelita's has been our one safe-haven in this storm. So let's just enjoy it. Like you said, the sun is shining and we're together."
Bringing my hands and laying them over hers which were still holding either side of my face, I kissed her, long and deep. A kiss to show her just how much she meant to me—everything. Everything we were doing was for her, for us. I wanted "normal" just as much as she did, and I intended to see this plan through to get our normal, to get our us .
I shoved my hands into her damp hair, cradling her head and leaning it back. I licked and kissed down her throat, savoring the taste of her damp skin. Fuck if I didn't want to sink my dick right back into her.
"I said NOTHING NASTY!!"
Elle and I looked up to see Fernie coming out of a barn at the back of the property. We both broke into roaring laughter. Caught by a seventeen year old.
"Come on, dear." Elle stood up and held her hand out for me. "Want a Spanish lesson? I'm sure Abuelita would be happy to oblige."
"Sure, why no t." I wasn't getting laid, so I might as well learn some Spanish, right?
Chapter 13 – Elle
We arrived at the park they called Ojo de Agua . The water's eye. We drove with a friend of Fernie, one I wasn't one hundred percent on, but it wasn't like I could talk to him in Spanish to find out what his deal was. There was just something about him that spelled trouble, something that transcended words. Abuelita seemed OK with him when he came to pick us up, and you could trust a grandma, right? Fuck, at this point, I didn't trust anyone.
We got in the car and I was drawn to something different about the music—it was rap. I hadn't heard rap since I left the States. I realized how homesick I was.
"No accordions," I stated.
"Huh?" J had the same confused look that mirrored Fernie's statement.
"The music. It's rap. No accordions."
"You like it?" Fernie asked.
"Yeah, I miss rap, and hip hop. I've been drowning in accordions since I got to Mexico. What's up with that?"
Fernie laughed. "You're in north country. This music is from farther south, Michoacán,
"He's picking us up at eight. That cool?"
"We're going somewhere?" Elle perked up.
"Yep. The kid is taking us to a park tonight. It's on the DL. We can get a beer and relax. It'll be fun." Her smile radiated warmth to every inch of my body. Fuck, now I was the one with some smutty fucking thoughts, and there were no grandmas in them.
"It's safe?" she asked, always the vigilant one. Damn, I loved this woman.
"It should be all good. If we get there and it doesn't feel right, we'll come back. That cool, kid?"
"Yep. I gotta get back to it." Fernie stood up to leave. "But don't do anything nasty on my Abuelita's patio table, OK?"
"Yes, sir." Elle saluted. Fernie shook his head and walked away.
The smile on my face was short-lived as dark thoughts started to creep into my head. When had things ever gone right for Elle and me? I wanted to be happy for a moment, but it felt like the minute I got too cozy shit would pop off. I felt myself tense up at the thought of dragging Elle though more of my drama.
"I love you, J, but you're squeezing the life out of me." I looked up at the woman I loved sitting on my lap. Shit. "You OK?"
"Fuck." I grabbed my shoulder without thinking, saying a prayer to Gramps. "It's just that for a moment everything felt perfect. The sun is shining, you're sm iling, and we're together. I'm waiting for something to fuck it up. Every time shit's perfect, something fucked up happens."
She put her hands on either side of my face. "Baby, I know," she whispered. Leaning forward, she presse d her lips gently against mine. I pressed my forehead to hers and took deep breaths.
"I get your fear. It's not without reason. We'll be cautious, and I know you'll protect me—"
"With my life," I interjected.
"Try not to die, OK? What I mean is, we'll be fine. It's OK to be afraid. It's good cuz it keeps us both on our toes, but I feel like Abuelita's has been our one safe-haven in this storm. So let's just enjoy it. Like you said, the sun is shining and we're together."
Bringing my hands and laying them over hers which were still holding either side of my face, I kissed her, long and deep. A kiss to show her just how much she meant to me—everything. Everything we were doing was for her, for us. I wanted "normal" just as much as she did, and I intended to see this plan through to get our normal, to get our us .
I shoved my hands into her damp hair, cradling her head and leaning it back. I licked and kissed down her throat, savoring the taste of her damp skin. Fuck if I didn't want to sink my dick right back into her.
"I said NOTHING NASTY!!"
Elle and I looked up to see Fernie coming out of a barn at the back of the property. We both broke into roaring laughter. Caught by a seventeen year old.
"Come on, dear." Elle stood up and held her hand out for me. "Want a Spanish lesson? I'm sure Abuelita would be happy to oblige."
"Sure, why no t." I wasn't getting laid, so I might as well learn some Spanish, right?
Chapter 13 – Elle
We arrived at the park they called Ojo de Agua . The water's eye. We drove with a friend of Fernie, one I wasn't one hundred percent on, but it wasn't like I could talk to him in Spanish to find out what his deal was. There was just something about him that spelled trouble, something that transcended words. Abuelita seemed OK with him when he came to pick us up, and you could trust a grandma, right? Fuck, at this point, I didn't trust anyone.
We got in the car and I was drawn to something different about the music—it was rap. I hadn't heard rap since I left the States. I realized how homesick I was.
"No accordions," I stated.
"Huh?" J had the same confused look that mirrored Fernie's statement.
"The music. It's rap. No accordions."
"You like it?" Fernie asked.
"Yeah, I miss rap, and hip hop. I've been drowning in accordions since I got to Mexico. What's up with that?"
Fernie laughed. "You're in north country. This music is from farther south, Michoacán,
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