A Proposal – Chapter 7

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Early January 2016 

 

Let’s take it slow, I don’t wanna move too fast
I don’t wanna just make love, I wanna make love last
When you’re up this high, it’s a sad goodbye

 

While the original plans had been to simply cuddle till his flight in the early morning hours, there were other things that were going through both of their minds. Emma knew that she couldn’t go a whole week without feeling him close to her, especially so closely after the most magical moment of their life – engagement.

Knowing his eyes were focused on her, as he wanted to mesmerize her beauty before leaving, she slowly let her fingers trail down her chest, slowly undoing each button, one by one after each other.

“Was sleeping even in your plans?” He asks and she simply smiles. It seemed that they were both already on the same page, without a method to the madness announced.

“Is there a problem with that?” She questions and he shakes his head no.

“Why didn’t you do this sooner?” The only thing that was flooding through his mind as he mentioned the words – time. Glancing at the clock behind her, it seemed that in the flip of some hours and minutes, he’d be on the plane and off to Canada for the week.

“Cause I wasn’t sure whether you wanted to celebrate by cuddling, or otherwise.” He knew that explanation was a load of crap since they both knew their ways.

“I think you know the answer to that as soon as you stated it.” She laughs, shaking her head as the answer was obvious. Was there any other way to celebrate an engagement?

“So what are you going to do now that I held out for awhile?” He contemplated the ideas, but knew that none of them would be fair for the situation because for that night, all that mattered was each other and love. “Besides, I may want to go get some cake instead.” She then goes to leave the bed, though he grabs her hand, causing her to lock eyes with his. There was no way that he was being stood up in this moment for cake.

“Now now, it’s not nice to be a tease, Ms. Blaney.” She then chuckles as she sees the playfulness in his eyes.

“Now now, it’s not nice to drop a ring on a girl’s finger and then leave the country.” He could let out a sigh in hearing that response. It certainly made him feel more guilty about how things had come together. However, he couldn’t wait a whole week to ask her later.

“I told you my reasons for doing that. Besides, distance lets the heart grow fonder. It’ll just make things even more sweeter than we reunite.” He then leans towards her, kissing her lips lightly. Perhaps increasing the temptation could distract away from conversation, and more towards action.

“I have heard that before…”

“We can prove it’s true….or not….”

“And if it isn’t?” He then smiles as he looks into her eyes – this was simpler than he thought.

“That’s why I am doing this tonight the way that I am.” He then wraps both arms around her, kissing her lips with even more passion than before. He figured a simple increase in the passion would allow that temptation to easily grow.

“Lance….” She tries to catch her breath afterwards, not believing he amount of passion that she felt. She knew that he loved her and could kiss her lips in a dear fashion, but that wasn’t expected.

“I’ve told you so many times that I love you…” He then kisses her lips once again.

“I just wasn’t expecting that…or this…” He then smiles as he brushes a bit of hair out of her eyes.

“I love you so much. That’s why I asked you to marry me. That’s why I am cuddling here with you. That’s why I kissed you so passionately. That’s why I want to do this tonight….and I want to do it the right way – fair, meaningful, slow, passionately.” He then kisses her lips once again as her hands find their way underneath his shirt, slowly pulling it off. Once the shirt is thrown aside, he wraps his arms around her, kissing her shoulder. She lays her head back slightly, allowing him to work the kisses up her neck, followed by more on the lips. A trail of kisses would certainly be something to hold on while she awaited his return. “I love you, Lance. You’re special to me all the time.”

“Awe you are special to me too…” A twirl finds his eyes as the kisses were all great, but he knew that he wanted to make most of the time that they had before he had to leave.

“Well then let me show you just how special you are…” He then pins her back down against the bed.

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“So, you promise to text me as soon as you know when you’re leaving Toronto so I can meet you here?” She asks as they reach the airport in the early hours of the morning.

“I promise,” he tells her, before kissing her lips. “I also promise to text you each day, and call you each night as well. Don’t worry – the week will be done before you think so.” He then gives her one final kiss before heading inside the airport to catch his flight.

Glancing at her ring, she could only help but smile.

It felt nice to be so in love. It felt nice to be engaged. It felt nice to have a sweet moment together before he left.

Taking a deep breath, she knew that the week would probably go faster than her heart felt it would.

 

The End

 

Be sure to stay tuned for the sequel “A Season’s Quest”, which will focus on Lance’s second full year in the NASCAR Camping World Truck Series driving for Brad Keselowski Racing, while dating Emma Blaney.

 

A Proposal – Chapter 6

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Early January 2016

I really hate to let this moment go
Touching your skin, and your hair falling slow
When a goodbye kiss, feels like this

Laying there beside each other, the pair let out a long sigh and smile with a glance towards each other. It felt great to be there together. It felt great to be have woven through the sheets as they did together. It felt even better to be engaged together.

“Happy engagement,” he offers as he takes the ring out of the box, and slips it on her finger.

“Thank you,” she replies as she leans in and kisses his lips afterwards. “It feels amazing to be this close to you. Who knew…” He simply smiles in response as he runs a hand through her hair.

“I figured that I’d make tonight special together before I headed off.” She immediately froze upon hearing those words, as the thought flashed through her mind. How could she forget?

“You’re heading back home for a week….by yourself…” He freezes upon hearing the words out of her mouth. “I honestly totally forgot that we discussed that and you bought the plane tickets. I forgot that it’d be tonight that you’d be going and gone for a whole week.”

“I’m sorry to bring you that realization when we’ve just had this special time together, but that motivated me even more to ask you before I went. I wanted to leave for the week on a real high, and knew that it was the right time to ask you because of how close we’ve gotten.” She shakes her head, understanding. She wasn’t upset with his approach. She was just upset that he was leaving to go to Canada for a week without her in toe. She didn’t want to let go of him.

“It’s fine. I like how you went about it, everything. I think it is perfect. I just forgot and it’s hitting me…” She then lays her head against his chest as he runs his hand through her hair some more. “I don’t want to be away from you. I want to hold you each night. I want to have our close cuddles and discussions. I want to have someone to come home to each night. I don’t want to be by myself for a wee-”

“I told you that you could come with me.” She shook her head no, immediately. She couldn’t leave this coming week. There were times that she could take time off of work, or work away from home, but this wasn’t the case. If she wanted to be with him and Ryan through the NASCAR season, she would need to spend the extra time right now.

“I can’t go away from the boutique right now, Lance. I need to be there as there’s things to get in order, and so that way things work through the seaso-”

“Your mom can handle things at the boutique for the week and you can work on your lapto-”

“I want to make that work, but I can’t okay?” She then takes a deep breath. “There’s a lot to running a business, and some times when you can’t step away. This is one of them as we choose some of our spring styles. I’m sorry.” He totally understood, having found himself in situations where he wanted to do something but couldn’t due to work. He wished that he could do things differently, but knew that this would be only his time to return home for a week before the season started. He didn’t mind being away from his family to race, but there had to be a balance and seeing his family at times.

“I understand. The good news is it’s only one week – seven days – and we can text each other, talk on the phone as much as you want to make it go by easier. It’s not like we’re totally not in contact with each other.” He then kisses her shoulder. “Besides, when I get home, this will all feel that much more special once again.” She then looks up into his eyes as she shakes his head. There was so much more to him than she originally knew.

“Underneath that sweet cowboy charm, there’s a naughty boy who likes to play.” He shrugs his shoulders as he keeps his eyes locked on hers.

“Let’s just say that I have a good play mate and enjoy the playtime that we have.” She then glances over at the plane tickets sitting on the night stand, noticing the bag that was already packed beside it. She realized that he must’ve packed the bag earlier in the day before their date.

“When do you fly out, again?” He had totally forgotten the time, except that it wasn’t far enough away for his comfort in this moment right now.

“Middle of the night, around 3am.” She then lets out a sigh as she pulls herself closer to him, which seemed impossible considering how close they already were. She wraps her arms around him as tightly as she could. That meant that they only had a couple of hours before he had to head to the airport.

“Stay with me till the last minute. Don’t leave early at all.” He shakes his head in agreement as he keeps running his hand through her hair, while holding her close with the other hand.

“I won’t move till the absolute last second.” He then kisses her forehead as they remain cuddled, no urgency to move any time soon.

Don’t you wanna stay here a little while?
Don’t you wanna hold each other tight?

A Proposal – Chapter 5

Thanks for reading and reviewing J Seems his plan was figured out by one of our reviewers before I could even get it out haha Well done!

Warning: Chapter Contains Sex. If you feel uncomfortable reading that, feel free to skip the rest after they begin to take each other’s clothes off.

 

The pair go into the bedsroom, both flopping back on the bed together. For the time being, Lance had left the bedsroom light on as he glanced into her eyes.

“What are you looking at?” She asks as she looks over at him with a smile of her own.

“You,” he offers before leaning in and kisses her lips lightly. “I’m just admiring how sweet my girl truly is.” She then looks at him in surprise.

“Really?” He shakes his head yes as he wraps an arm around her.

“Absolutely. I’m glad that things have worked out between us, and we’ve been able to get so close together. I’m glad that you’re my girl.” She shakes her head, understanding. Though the entire time thinking back to the photos and how they were there together without much movement, yet, it seemed that something was up. For now, though, she’d go along with whatever he was planning.

“Well, I guess I could say that I’m glad that you’re my guy. I really love you.” Lance just hoped that those two phrases turned into a yes in a matter of minutes when he went forth with the next step in his plan.

“I love you, as well.” She then rolls over closer to him, intertwining her fingers with his. Over the past couple of days, she had been reflecting on their life together thus far. She’d been thinking about the tough moments and how they got through, the fun moments and how much she cared about him, to the sweet moments. She thought about how they continued to go closer, combining to moving into the apartment together earlier that year. She could honestly see them together for a long time based on the signs that she had seen, which seemed hard to believe at times based on where they started.

“Well maybe we can be together for a long time and continue loving each other, with some laughs amongst those times.” Lance felt his confidence growing in hearing her words, wishing that he would’ve blurted out the question already to her. Perhaps he had chosen the wrong way to go about proposing after all.

“Do you really mean that?” She then looks into his eyes, seeing right through everything as she shakes her head yes. She couldn’t wait till he actually said it, but couldn’t figure out which way he was going in going about it.

“Absolutely. I’m on to Lance. Do you think that you could away with all those sweet notes, photos and candles and not have me believe that something was up?” Busted. That was all that he could think about. Perhaps he had been too blunt in how he had gone about his idea for the evening.

“Perhaps I am on to something, and perhaps I am not….” She then rolls her eyes, wishing that he’d get out of the way already.

“Oh come on Lance….” He then lets out a sigh as she moves a little closer, closing the gap between them. She then strokes his cock lightly, as a groan escapes his lips. “Now, are you going to keep me waiting, or are you going to let that thing grow more?”

“Busted.” He then climbs out of the bed, walking back over to the doorway. “I was going to offer to go get some chocolate syrup for some fun, and then flip the lights off to show you this…” He then flips the switch as her eyes immediately fixate on the ceiling. Taped to the ceiling was a series of glow-in-the-dark letter stickers that spelt out I love you more than words can say. Will you marry me, Emma?, surrounded by some glow-in-the-dark star stickers.

“Lance….” She then looks over at him as he shrugs his shoulders. “I’m sorry that I spoiled part of the surprise factor by catching on to your idea, but this is definitely unique and special. I love it.” He smiles as he walks back over to the bed.

“And your answer?” She then looks into his eyes, kissing his lips lightly.

“Yes, I would like to marry you. Yes, I would like to accept your proposal.” He then smiles as he stands up and pulls her real close, taking her in for a long kiss on the lips.

“So, did I go too far in asking this way?” She then laughs as she runs her hands across his shoulders.

“It certainly was unexpected and unique, but I’ve come to expect that with you. It also may not had been the way that I was expecting, but I love nonetheless. You get an A+ on your proposal.” He then smiles as he reaches in his pocket, pulling out a small box. He then slips the ring on to her finger, in which she looks at immediately.

“Stunning, and perfect for me. You did a great job picking it out.” She noticed the pink diamond that was fixated in the middle of the ring, that had a perfect size small silver band to it. Simple, but perfect.

“I may have had some help from Erin, but I’m not supposed to share that she helped.” Emma then chuckles as she watches Lance go over to the dresser and open the drawer. He then pulls one of the condoms out, placing it carefully in his pocket before lying back on the bed with her.

“So, why’d you get that out of the drawer?” He then looks over at her with a smile.

“I figured we had some celebrating to do.”

“I think you may be on to something.”

 

WARNING: Content below is only for readers over the age of 18, due to the sexual nature. If you’re under the age of 18 or do not wish to read those details, stop reading now and go to the next chapter.

 

She then pulls him back close, kissing his lips. The pair allow their tongues to match perfectly, as she slips her hands underneath his dress shirt, unbuttoning it and slipping it off his shoulders. He then follows her lead, reaching around to unzip the dress and slip it down off of her body as their lips continue to meet together. “Lance….”

“Emma…babes….” He then brings his lips back to hers once again as he begins to slide her underwear off, while she slips his pants and boxers off at the same time together.

“I can’t wait anymore….” She pleads and he looks into her eyes, wiping a bit of hair out of her eyes.

“Neither can I. I’ve been waiting for this since we got home together…” He then slips the condom on quickly, before sliding himself inside of her.

“Come on Lance…” She then digs her nails into his back a little bit, in which he knows means one thing – she’s desperate, and wanting this as badly as he wanted it at this moment.

“I love you…” He then begins rocking against her, quickening the pace a little bit with each thrust. “Gosh I love you….You feel amazing….” She then wraps her arms tightly around his back, keeping them close, as the pace quickens just that much more. A moan escapes Emma’s lips before she can realize as she allows herself to get lost in the moment.

“Feel so good…..so perfect…..Damn Lance, you’re good.”

A Proposal – Chapter 4

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“So, was dinner everything that you expected?” Lance asks as he glances back at Emma.

 

“It was perfect,” she answers as she leans in and grabs a kiss. “Thank you once again. It was the perfect release from a long hard day.” Lance then unlocks the door, glancing back at her.

 

“I’m glad that you had fun. I thought it’d be perfect. Now, how about we have a nice relaxing night together?” She then smiles as she opens the door and heads inside first. Her jaw immediately drops as she looks around the room.

 

“Lance?” He then smiles as he follows inside behind her, closing the door.

 

The afternoon had consisted of Ryan and him decorating the apartment with photos from throughout the relationship, along with some cue cards that included favourite moments that they had between them. Emma glanced from card to photo to card, reading some of the moments and taking in the photos, finding herself in total awe of the memories from the past two years.

 

Once Lance and Emma had left the restaurant, Lance had sent Ryan a text for him to go by the apartment and put the final piece together. Ryan had laid a series of battery-powered candles throughout the room underneath the balloons that held the photos and cue cards in the air, lighting up the display with a romantic display.

 

“Lance?” Emma questions once again as she looks back at him.

 

“I wanted to show you how much I love you and appreciate you,” he tells her before pulling her in and kissing her lips. “We never got to celebrate our anniversary of getting together earlier this year, and I felt bad. You’ve stuck by me throughout this whole season, the highs and the lows, and I wanted to thank you for that. So therefore I came up with this beautiful set-up…with some help, of course.” She then places another kiss on his lips.

 

“It’s beyond stunning. Thank you so, so, so much. You’re certainly special.” He then glances back to the cue cards and photos, watching her closely as she shifts through them.

 

“What’s your favourite?” She shook her head as she glanced around at the different images that he had displayed, along with the written cue cards throughout the room.

 

“I can’t just choose one, Lance. There’s so many throughout the room.” She then moves towards a photo on the wall, smiling as she remembered that day in September a couple years ago. “I remember when you unveiled the truck to me that weekend for Canadian Tire Motorsports Park. I stood there in disbelief in watching how you had put the boutique logo on the tailgate.” He then smiles as he wraps his arms around her and holds her close.

 

“You deserved it for what you had done for me that weekend. Read the cue card….” Emma then moves closer to the photo, removing the cue card that hung on to the balloon with the photo. She then unfolds it, smiling immediately as she recognized the handwriting.

 

“I am not the person to give up on dreams easily. You’ve heard that numerous times. However, there was a time that where I so focused on my frustration that I didn’t even think that I could do something. But yet, here you stepped in and helped me. You stood up and told me that I shouldn’t let anything stop me, but yet I should do something about it. You put the pieces in motion for me to do something that I wanted to do…..”

 

“You can take a couple hundred dollars off of that total already,” Emma states as she walks into the room, placing a couple pieces of paper in front of him. “Consider this my way of helping you in the way that I can.” Lance looks at her confused, before picking up the pieces of paper. He then looks over them, surprise written over his face as to what she had planned.

“Emma, you didn’t have to do this,” he tells her as he looks over at her. “You need these profits to maintain the shop.”


“Business has been really good lately that our profits are higher than what it costs to maintain,” Emma explains, opening her business book up to the accounting pages. “I can afford to give up a week’s profit to help you make this happen.”


“100% positive?” Emma shakes her head yes.


“You just better be there on Monday to help boost sales. If I can help get you at least some of the money, that takes it off your shoulders in all that you’re doing.”


“I love you.” He then leans over and kisses her lips.


“I love you, too.”

 

“…….That weekend, I was able to accomplish a dream – racing in a NASCAR race for the first time on home turf,” Emma continues reading the cue card. “As I remember, it turned out successfully with a top-five finish, too. However, that part doesn’t matter. The part that mattered was being able to accomplish the dream, being able to do that, and everything that went into it. Thank you so much. I cannot tell you even to this day how grateful I am for that experience. Thank you.” She then looks over at him with a smile. “Awww Lance….”

 

“I mean every word that I wrote there,” he tells her as he pulls her close and kisses her lips once again. “You are amazing and I am totally grateful for everything. Thank you.” She then glances back at the cue card.

 

“Can I keep the cue card?” He shakes his ehad yes as he glances around the room.

 

“Tomorrow, if you want, we can take each of these down and put them in a scrapbook together. It could be our memory scrapbook together.” She then smiles, shaking her head in agreement. It would certainly be a special way to savor this as she didn’t want to let any of these moments go.

 

“Why do we have to wait till tomorrow to do this?” He then kisses her lips once again as he runs his hands along her lips.

 

“Tonight is about making this a nice and relaxing night for you after a busy day at the shop. Tonight is about us spending time together and having our own version of fun.” She then leans in and kisses his lips lightly as she runs her hands up underneath his shirt.

 

“I have no problem with doing that as I can’t resist you at all.” He then smiles as he runs his hands through her hair.

 

“Face it – you’ve never been able to resist me.” She then laughs as she glances towards one of the photos – the pair cuddling at the apartment on an afternoon, which was meant as the perfect reflection back to their first time together.

 

“I think we discovered that in one of our first moments together…..”

 

“Are you okay? Are you sure about this?” He asks and she shakes her head yes as she slips off his shirt.


“When I told you that I was ready for this, I meant it,” she assures him. “I even stuck up for your ass about it in front of my brother so you better make it worth my while.” Lance then looks at her completely surprised by her words.


“If at anytime you don’t feel comfortable, don’t be afraid to tell me,” he tells her. “I won’t be mad at you. I want to do this on your terms.” She shakes her head agreeing as he undoes the button while she reaches for his. She then begins slipping the jeans down his legs, before pulling them right off as he lifts his butt up the couch a little.


“Is it wrong that I’m staring somewhere?” He then chuckles as he slips her pants off. “Do girls normally do…that…their…first…time?”


“Of course, because it’s something new and it’s going inside of them. I don’t blame you for looking.” He then grabs her hand lightly and places it on the waistband of his boxers. “Of course, you’d get a better view if you do something first.”

“This is true.” She then slips his boxers off, slowly, before tossing them with his jeans. He then follows suit in taking her underwear off as the pair lay on the couch naked together. “It feels so good to lay like this with our skin touching together. It just feels…..sweet…romantic….”


“Brings us closer together more than you believed possible?” She shakes her head yes.


“I never thought meeting you that day at the shop or being at New Smyrna with you that we’d get to this.”


“Sometimes you have to take chances and see where life leads you. I took the chance by accepting the contract from Brad and moving down here away from my family. You took the chance on seeing me. Life is about taking chances and having no regrets.”


“You honestly have no regrets?” Lance shrugs his shoulders as there were a couple things that he always thought back on, wishing they were different. “Sometimes I wonder if I did the right thing with opening my own fashion business. Sometimes when sales are down and things are hectic, I wonder if I’ve dug a hole too deep.”


“I can assure that you haven’t as your business is spectacular and you’re doing a great job.”


“Why, thank you. I appreciate that, and you’re doing a great job behind the wheel as well.”


“Well thank you. Now, are you ready for the next step?” She looks at him confidently and shakes her head yes. “That’s great….because I was worried that I went shopping last night for no reason.” He then reaches down to where his jeans were, reaching in the pocket and pulling out a condom. “I don’t want to get you pregnant. Your brother may kill me.” Emma chuckles lightly, knowing that Lance was probably right, as he slips it on himself. “And that whole pull out at the right time theory – don’t trust it. You never know when the right time is.” He then slips up off the couch and holds out her hand before leading her to the bedsroom. He then lays her down with him, before slipping himself slowly inside of her. “If it’s a little tight, that’s natural for the first time. If it hurts though, tell me and I’ll stop.”


“I trust you – stop trying to assure me or make sure that I’m ready.”


“Yes dear.” He then begins to move himself inside of her as a small moan escapes her lips.

 

“Rather than dreaming back to that moment, why don’t we go make some more magic of our own?” Lance offers with a curious grin as he leads her to the bedsroom.

 

“I thought you’d never offer….” She retorts as she easily accepts without any objections.

A Proposal – Chapter 3

Thanks for reading and reviewing 🙂 It’s been fun trying to put together a cute, unique proposal for Lance and Emma. However, I think I have this all planned out now.

 

 

“EmmaLeigh’s and Mama’s B Bourtique,” Emma says as she picks up the phone. She had been busy helping out customers with their last minute Christmas shopping all day, helping them choose the best outfits for whomever they were buying for. The phone had been going off for the past five minutes and her mom had avoided answering it, leaving her to escape for a minute and answer it herself. “This is Emma Blaney speaking.”

 

“And how is my sweet dear today?” Lance immediately asks as he kicks his feet up on the couch in their apartment. He knew that he had to relax now if he wanted to play out the rest of the plan for the day. With full permission granted, it was time to go about the proposal.

 

“Busy, busy, busy. You would not believe the amount of customers that are in here today doing Christmas shopping. I would actually like to get back to them, if you don’t mind.” Lance had to smile at her response. A busy day would certainly have her wanting to relax later that evening, for sure.

 

“Well then, I better not keep my busy butterfly on the phone then, right? Tell ya what – since you’re having such a busy day, how about we go out to dinner tonight? We’ll hit up your favorite restaurant in town, whatever you choose.” She thought it over, knowing that’d probably be the best idea since she’d be a little later than normal.

 

“That sounds great.” The simple smile began to grow as he put it together more.

 

“I’ll pick you up about a half hour after closing time. Pick out a dress that you’ve been wanting to get for yourself and wear it tonight – I’ll pay the price so it doesn’t come out of your pocket.” She then chuckles to herself as she leans back, thinking it over. As she looked across at the one rack, there were a couple different ones that caught her eye the minute that they came in.

 

“I’ll worry about the cost, you just worry about the dinner tonight. See you later. Bye Lance.” Lance smiles as he gives Ryan the thumbs up across the room.

 

“Love you. Bye Emma.” Emma then hangs up the phone, letting out a sigh. It was great to have a successful business and see all the people, but it was certainly just a touch too hectic at times during the holidays.

 

She then clears her throat, before returning to her spot on the floor to continue helping out customers. There were boyfriends that were looking for an outfit for their girlfriend, parents for their kids, aunts and uncles, friends, and even kids for their parents. She always did her best to figure out who they were buying for, and the type of style warranted before looking for the best thing that she could find. If that didn’t work, there was always the gift card suggestion as that covered shopping and making sure the choice wasn’t screwed up.

 

“Who was that on the phone?” She hears in a small break that she managed, glancing over at her mom. It was nice sharing the store with her mom as it gave them time to spend together, and her mother inspired a lot of her fashion sense.

 

“It was Lance,” Emma reveals as Lisa works hard on hiding her smile. She knew that Lance was calling at that time, having read the text message about a half hour prior to the call. She heard about the discussion between Lance and Dave, and knew a proposal was shortly coming. “He wanted to ask me to dinner tonight.”

 

“Did you accept?” Emma shakes her head yes, eyes on her mom curiously. Normally she was quick at answering the phones, but that wasn’t the case today.

 

“He also told me to pick out a dress and he’d pick me up about a half hour after closing time. Now, mother, did you know that he was going to call?” Lisa then gives her daughter a shocked glance in return.

 

“What makes you think that I knew?” Lisa needed to know where the suspicion came from.

 

“You’re normally quick at answering the phones, but yet left the call for me to answer.” Lisa knew that it was odd, and was hoping that Emma didn’t catch on.

 

“I was busy with customers. I apologize for screwing that up, Emma.” Emma gives her mom a quick pat on the shoulder.

 

“It’s fine – don’t worry. Things are just a little out of control today, as always.” Emma then heads off, returning back to helping more customers as she dreams about her fun date later that night.

 

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Ryan looks around the apartment, glancing at everything that he and Lance had been up to over the past three hours. He didn’t know how he ended up there, but there he stood in the middle of the apartment helping with decorations for the proposal.

 

“Please tell me that we did a good job,” Lance requests as Ryan looks back over at him.

 

“It looks….amazing,” Ryan lets out as he continues to look around shocked. “I’m actually surprised to see this coming from you. You don’t strike me as the romantic type.” Lance chuckles as he fixes one of the pieces that had come out of place a little.

 

“My ideal romantic would be lying in the back of a truck underneath the stars having snacks and talking about life. I’m just a simple country boy in that regard. But, I love your sister and want to make this special for her since this is an important night. For that reason, I went the extra mile.” Ryan then walks into the bedsroom, double checking that it was set-up right as he looks back at Lance.

 

“How did you come up with this idea?” Lance shrugs his shoulders. It sort of just came to him in a whim.

 

“A combination of seeing the writing trick and hearing about those sappy girly romantic movies. I hope I didn’t go overboar-”

 

“It’s perfect!”

 

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Lance smiles as he watches her come out of the shop, locking the door.

 

He watches as she spins around to face him, his jaw dropping immediately. His eyes immediately caught the attention of the black dress that brought out every single curve of her body, as well as the flared out black hat that adored her head. He then glanced down at her shoes, taking in the simple black heel that just helped make the dress stand out more.

 

“You look amazing!” He complements her, pulling her into a hug and kissing her lips. “You just look stunning, actually.” She then smiles as she looks over his appearance in return. She was impressed to see the blue dress shirt to go with the sleek black pants on him as he normally never dressed up.

 

“You look pretty handsome yourself,” she offers. “Let me guess – are your boots underneath those pants?” He then pulls one of the pant legs up slightly, revealing the black cowboy boot as she laughs. “That figures.”

 

“Are you ready to go?” She shakes her head yes as they head off together, set for a fun night.

 

 

Emma’s dress:

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A Cowboy’s Chance – Chapter 95: Banquet

Emma wraps her arm around Lance, smiling as the flash bulb goes off on the camera. The pair then glance at the other cameras around, watching those bulbs flash.

“That is all,” they are told as they continue their walk down the red carpet.

“Can you believe it?” Lance questions as they reach the end of the carpet.

“Can I believe what?” Emma asks as she looks into Lance’s eyes. He then turns to face her, lacing his fingers with hers.

“Can you believe that we’re here like this with me finishing second in points?” Emma smiles in return, shaking her head yes.

“I told you that I believed in you. I told you from the first day that I saw you on track that you were full of talent and could get the job done. I told you that you’d make it in this sport with ease. Hence why I’ve been by your side right here for the past two years. I do believe it – the question is do you believe it?” Lance glances around the room, glancing at the trophies on display to be given out, before glancing into the room at the tables aligned with everybody who had already taken their seat. It was in that moment that he realized that he had truly made it in the sport, and all his hard work through the years had paid off.

“The longer I stand here and the more that I think about the season, the more I do believe it actually.” Emma watches his eyes glance away from her, keeping her eyes locked on him.

“Lance, what are you thinking?” Lance then glances back her way.

“I can’t say this enough but when I made the decision to move to North Carolina and chase after his wild dream, there was no way that I could tell that it’d come true. Now, here I am with my first full season complete having finished second in points with a contract already signed.  It’s just unbelievable, honestly.” She couldn’t help but smile in return as she squeezed his hand a little.

“So are you ready to go take your seat, Mr. Zeeko?” He then smiles, leaning in for a kiss before facing the doors.

“I am ready, and I couldn’t be more proud to do this with you by my side. I know I don’t say it enough sometimes, but I really do appreciate and love you. I appreciate you sticking by my side and handling all the issues that have come our way. I thank you for giving me a chance, and appreciate how much you care for me. I love you and I want you to know how much I love you.” She smiles as they step forward into the room.

“You don’t need to tell me – I understand, Lance, and don’t worry – I love you and am not going anywhere.” They then reach the table that they were supposed to sit at, taking their seats alongside Brad, Paige, Chad and the rest of the crew.

As the night drew on, Lance couldn’t help but think back to how the past couple of years had gone.

He could’ve never predicted this a couple years ago – he was the kid with no chance at making it. He also believed that he’d never find the girl that he could love, sick and tired of being deceived by girls.

However, everything changed with one phone call from Brad Keselowski and a trip to Brad Keselowski Racing. He got the chance of a lifetime, while meeting the girl of his dreams.

Sure, things had been rocky. He had some tough times on the track in adjusting to what he needed to do. In honesty, he still made mistakes that had cost his team dearly at times. There were also the rough times of his relationship – trust issues, the tramps, and a pesky friend.

Though sitting there that night listening to the other speeches, and finally making a speech of his own, he had no complaints. Everything was falling into place correctly. He had the chance that he dreamed of, and a girl by his side that would never steer him wrong.

“For those that say fairy tales don’t come true, I’m going to tell you that they’re wrong because right now, I’m living that fairy tale,” he finishes off his speech. “Thank you.”

As he headed off the stage, he couldn’t wait for what the future would bring.

 

THE END

 

Sequel or no sequel? Not 100% sure yet but let me know what you think.

Catfished – Chapters 1 Thru 5

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Chapter 1: The Beginning

Darrell opens the door to his apartment and smiles as he lets the pair of television personalities into the house. He had sent them the e-mail about two weeks ago, and received a response last week that they were coming to help him get to the bottom of his little problem. He made sure that they were coming over on a day that Ryan wasn’t home.

“When we read your e-mail, it reminds me of so many of the Catfish scenarios that we run into,” Nev, the host for the MTV show Catfish says as he sits on the couch. “But yours is unique and that here is a famous star that is getting catfished, supposedly.”

“It’s interesting that we don’t hear about this more because everybody would want to do this to someone who’s famous to get close to them,” Max adds as Darrell shakes his head. It was exactly why this situation with Ryan worried him.

“Well, most famous people are on the watch for this or have someone looking out for them. They would set up meetings and such – that’s why we don’t hear about it.” Nev then turns back to Darrell. “So, what’s up with your friend?” Darrell takes a deep breath. He knew that he was doing the right thing as he had to find the truth for Ryan. However, it still felt weird to be telling these two guys about their little problem.

“I don’t even know where to begin, honestly,” Darrell comments with a slight laugh. “About six months ago, he got this random DM from this girl that he had been following back on twitter. He does random Q&As and she wanted to do a little private chat. He accepted, thinking that it was some innocent fan and stuff. It started that way. then, as they went back and forth, he learned more about her and started asking more about her. it was like an instant connection between them.”

“So when did it become serious?” Nev wonders as Darrell thinks back to the discussions with Ryan.

“About two months ago. He told me and our friend Chase that he was really interested in this girl. He also talked about details of their conversation, and it seemed great. Honestly, I was happy for him and I suggested that he should meet up with her.”

“Great step…” Max comments as Darrell remembers how that has gone.

“The past two months, we’ve been trying to get her to come out to a race, or come out to North Carolina. She supposedly lives in Georgia, and Ryan offered her VIP tickets for the race for her and a friend, and to come out and actually meet face to face. I mean, if you’re in love, you might as well meet face to face. She didn’t accept. Any other offer that has been offered her way to meet up, she hasn’t accepted.”

“What about video chatting or other communication methods outside of twitter?” Nev wonders as Darrel shakes his head, remembering that conversation with Ryan as well.

“They’ve never video chatted because she doesn’t have time when he has time,” Darrell explains what Ryan told him. “They’ve only messaged each other via twitter, and via text message. She doesn’t have a facebook profile because I searched up her supposedly name to see. Her twitter picture is not even herself – but a flower.”

“Did he ask for a photo?” Max wonders and Darrell shakes his head yes.

“She sent it to him and I have to say, she’s pretty hot-”

“If the photo is real,” Nev cuts him off and Darrell shakes his head yes. “Everything that you’ve told me, it reminds me of the perfect catfish scenario. It fits the profile that we’ve seen many times before on the show. So, why did you contact us now?” Darrell lets out a sigh as he glances around the apartment.

“He’s my best friend,” Darrell starts. “We’re really close, almost like brothers. If someone is doing this to him, I want to find out and I want them to feel the heat that has to be offered. I’m just afraid that somebody out there is deceiving him and I hate that. I want to know the truth, and I’m not the only one. His sister is always very curious about this and has tried her own conversations with the girl without any success.” Nev shakes his head, fully understanding, as he starts to put a plan into place.

“Why don’t we get a hold of Emma and hear what she has to say? You also said there’s a third frien-”

“Chase Elliott. He believes that Emma and I are worrying for no reason and we should leave it alone. He feels that Ryan is smart enough to know how to handle the situation.” Nev shakes his head, also having heard that type of reasoning before.

“So let’s get Emma and Chase together and hear what they have to say about Ryan and this girl. Then, we should get a hold of Ryan after and see what he has to say. From there, we’ll do what we normally do – find out who this person is and meet them.”

 

Chapter 2: Chase’s Thoughts

Darrell knocks on the door of the pool house and Chase opens up with a smile. He motions for them to come inside, closing the door behind them. They then go and sit in the living room.

“Chase, meet Nev and Max,” Darrell starts, motioning to the other people with him. “Remember that show we watched a couple weeks ago – Catfish?” Chase thinks back and shakes his head yes with a glance towards them.

“I remember – interesting show,” Chase comments. “Nice to meet you both.” He then glances over at Darrell. “So you still won’t let this thing go with Ryan?”

“I’m not letting it to go till I see a girl standing in front of me.” Chase rolls his eyes, having had this debate many times.

“You still won’t let it go? He’s not being catfished, or whatever. He would be able to tell if that was happening.” Darrell raises his eyes in surprise, with a glance towards the pair, before looking at his friend.

“I’m telling you that he is. Besides, these two say that the whole situation fits the profile.” Chase rolls his eyes and shakes his head, not believing this for one bit.

“Just because it seems like it’s true, it’s not true.”

“If it looks like a duck and it quacks like a duck, it must be a duck.” Chase shakes his head no.

“Just because it looks like your girlfriend is cheating on you because she hangs out with another guy a lot since they’re close friends doesn’t mean that she’s cheating on you.” Darrell then looks at Chase, surprised by the example. That didn’t seem like something normal.

“What’s that suppose to mean?” Chase puts his hands up, defensively.

“It doesn’t mean anything. It’s just an example.” Darrell then glance over at Nev and Max.

“Do you see why I called you now? Welcome to the defensive group!” Nev shakes his head, understanding, focusing his eyes on Chase.

“Darrell sent us an e-mail explaining everything,” Nev comments. “It reminded me of a bunch of scenarios that we saw before, and there’s added interest since obviously someone would want to do this – if it is – due to Ryan being a NASCAR driver.” Chase shakes his head, understanding where they were going. But, yet, he was certain that wasn’t the case.

“Sure, he’s a NASCAR driver, but why go after him?” Chase questions. “If I was going to do something as ridiculous as this, I would go after someone more famous – like Kasey Kahne. Might as well go after someone that you could brag about and have lots of money.” Nev shakes his head, understanding. It seemed that would make sense – if the motive was fame and attention.

“So you don’t think this a catfish scenario for that reason?” Nev questions and Chase shakes his head no.

“Besides, if that was the reason, why would they be fine with keeping it in hiding? Wouldn’t they want to be in public with Ryan if they were going after him for those reasons?” Nev thought it over, thinking that Chase’s reasoning was beginning to make more sense. Perhaps this was one of those good scenarios that they had landed their paws on.

“Doesn’t it bug you that she hasn’t accepted any meeting offer?” Max wonders and Chase shakes his head no.

“People have lives,” Chase comments. “And they can be really busy lives. Perhaps she’s just really busy and can’t take a break to come see him or whatever. It could be possible as I know people who are up to something all the time.”

“So why not offer for him to come see her at like a workplace or somewhere?” Nev questions and Chase shrugs his shoulders. That may have been a good request for Ryan to put in.

“She could’ve offered but maybe she never thought it. Ryan never thought of it, either.” Chase then glances over at Darrell and shakes his head in disbelief. “I can’t believe that you went as far as calling the guys from Catfish to see what they had to say. Do you realize how pissed off Ryan will be when he finds out?” Darrell lets out a sigh as he knew that Ryan wasn’t going to be pleased when word spread to him.

“I worry about him and I want to know the truth,” Darrell starts. “These guys find out anything and everything. I did what I had to do as a friend. Sure, he’s going to be damn mad when he finds out, but think about this…. If your theory is correct Mr. Elliott, what will his reaction be when he finally meets this girl?” Chase smiles, as that seemed like a good trade off. It’d be nice to finally let Ryan and this girl meet.

“Okay, one point for you,” Chase comments as Darrell smiles.

“But what if he is being catfished?” Nev offers the alternative, catching their attention.

“It’ll be a lot of relief in knowing the truth and knowing that he isn’t being tricked any longer,” Darrell comments as Chase shakes his head.

“He’s not being catfished, man,” Chase states. “I’m not even going to let that be an option.”

 

Chapter 3: Emma’s Thoughts

Darrell walks into the boutique, immediately catching Emma’s attention.

“Come to buy Shelby a new outfit?” Emma questions from her spot behind the counter. Darrell shakes his head no as he points to the three people behind him – Nev, Max and Chase. “Oh….okay….”

“My name is Nev and this is Max,” Nev introduces them as they both take turns shaking Emma’s hand.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Emma Blaney.” She then looks over at Darrell and points to the back room. “Can I talk to you, please?”

“I wasn’t wrong being frustrated with you calling them,” Chase comments as Darrell glances over at Chase.

“It’s ecuase you think that everything is all great since you can’t believe that someone would do something wrong, right?” Darrell questions before glancing back at Emma. “Lead the way, your highness.” Chase chuckles as Darrell follows Emma towards the backroom.

“You know you’re in shit right now….” Darrell simply flips him the bird as he goes into the back room with Emma.

“You messaged them about Ryan’s girlfriend?” Emma questions once she slips the door closed.

“Listen, we both have said that she’s playing him, right?” He questions as Emma crosses her arms. “We both said that it’d be great to get to the bottom of this. I’m just doing that. They know how to catch people like this, and they say that she fits the profile.” Emma lets out a sigh. She knew that Darrell had a good argument as she agreed with him fully. However, this still didn’t seem right.

“I know that we’re both concerned – but you’ve just gone and told somebody else his business. Do you really think that’s fair, Darrell? I don’t need everybody in my brother’s business!” Darrell rolls his eyes, knowing hat he should’ve expected this from Emma.

“But it’ll be worth it if we find out that she’s truly catfishing him and help him get out of the mess, right? It’ll show him what we’re both been telling him.” Emma lets out another sigh. She’d do anything for her brother’s happiness, and do anything to find out if someone was screwing with him. However, this still felt wrong.

“The whole public is going to know when the episode is aired on MTV. What do you have to say that?” Darrell knew that was going to be a huge issue, and knew that’d come with attention from all angles. However, a sponsor or team couldn’t leave you for this so he didn’t need to worry about that. the only thing was on the line was Ryan’s reputation.

“Ryan’s reputation won’t be ruined in anyway as he still comes across the sweet guy, no mater what. If she is a catfish, he comes across as the sweet innocent boy that got hurt by deception. If she isn’t a catfish, then say hello to a fairy tale for the world to hear. It’s not as bad as you think it is, Emma.” Emma raises her eyebrows, shaking her head.

“I just…I can’t agree to this. I can’t agree to his whole personal life being plastered across network television.” Darrell then leans back against the wall, knowing that he had to find a way for her to agree. They needed to get to the bottom of this.

“I’ll make you a deal, and I’ll tell them the same deal. If Ryan doesn’t want this shown, it won’t be shown….deal?” Emma thinks it over and slowly shakes her head yes. It seemed fair in the long run. “Good. Now can we go back out there?”

“Make them agree first.” Darrell then leads the pair out of the back room, lying his eyes on Nev and Max.

“Emma is worried about Ryan’s personal life being plastered all over the television. We need to make a deal before we move forward – the episode won’t air if Ryan doesn’t agree to it airing. Is that fair?” Nev glances over at Max, who turns to look at Emma.

“That’s not an agreement that we pu-”Max starts.

“We’re done,” Emma says as she walks towards the door, holding it wide open. “Leave.”

“You have to understand that this is unique circumstances with a celebrity,” Darrell tries to reason with them. “This isn’t just some random person. This is a person that is in the public eye, that has sponsor and a race team underneath him. I think it’s fair.” Max thinks it over before letting out a sigh.

“Fine….” Max gives in as Emma comes back over to the group, leaning back against the counter.

“Thank you,” she tells them. “So, what’s next?” Nev clears his throat, getting her attention.

“Before we go see Ryan, I wanted to get your thoughts,” he starts as she shakes her head, agreeing. “As you know, Darrell told us everything. It immediately screamed a repeat of past episodes, with an interest factor.”

“Hence why I say that he’s being catfished since everybody would want to be near a driver. It’s why I’m always worried about the girls that he sees.”

“They call her the cockblo-” Darrell starts.

“Bubba!” She yells, smacking his arm.

“So why go after Ryan?” Chase then interrupts the pair before they start an argument. “Why not Kasey Kahne? He’s the bigger star.”

“Perhaps they’re a teenager and Kahne is too old for them,” Emma reasons. “Perhaps they don’t have the hots for Kahne. Or, perhaps they’re just doing this to play a cruel trick on Ryan. Did you ever think of that, Elliott?” Chase shakes his head no, sticking to his guns.

“I still say that he isn’t being catfished.”

“It seems as though you all have discussed this multiple times?” Max questions and they all shake their heads yes.

“That’s why I e-mailed you – I want the truth,” Darrell states.

“It’s the only reason why I haven’t kicked you out because I want to know what’s going on,” Emma adds.

“Well, why don’t we go see Ryan then?” Nev suggests, having heard enough to understand where everybody stood.

 

Chapter 4: Meeting Ryan

“So they’re coming today?” Chase questions Darrell as they stand in the kitchen. The pair were getting some snacks and drinks as Darrell had invited Chase and Emma over to enjoy a movie with him and Ryan. In truth, it was a good decoy to make sure everybody was there when Nev and Max showed up later that afternoon.

“That’s the plan,” Darrell answers. “They’re supposed to be here in like five to 10 minutes. We won’t even get the movie started.” Chase shake his head as he watches Darrell gets four glasses down, and get out the bottle of pop.

“What are you going to do if Ryan is mad at you for calling?” Darrell then glances over at Chase, having made his decision earlier that morning.

“I’m going to handle it, just like I handled the anger from you and Emma. I don’t think he’s going to be mad, anyway. I’m helping him find out information about this girl, right?” Chase shrugs his shoulder, as probably that was the case. However, he couldn’t help but predict a possible shout across the room from Ryan when he opened the door.

“What if he isn’t as accepting as Emma and I were?” Darrell shakes his head as that wasn’t an option. Ryan was going to be accepting one way or another, as they needed answers.

“Why do you have to stand there and be so negative? How about being positive about this, Chase?” They then hear a knock on the door as a smile forms on Darrell’s face. “Ryan!!”

“Why can’t you answer it?” Ryan calls across the small apartment as Darrell holds up the glasses and pop. “Who could it be anyway?”

“Maybe it’s one of your friends,” Emma comments, rolling her eyes immediately. She was fully prepared for an argument to happen in the next couple of minutes that would involve her separating Ryan from Darrell. She just hoped that they didn’t screw up friendships over this.

“Did you invite anyone else?” Darrell shakes his head no as he glances towards the front door from the kitchen. Ryan lets out a sigh as he walks up to the door and opens it. He immediately looks between the pair of men at the door, also noticing the camera that is in Nev’s hand. “Can I…help you?”

“Are you Ryan Blaney?” Nev questions as Ryan slowly shakes his head yes. He felt every nerve coursing through him, wondering if Darrell had set him up for some prank show. “I’m Nev, and this is my partner Max. We’re from the show Catfish.” Ryan then glances over at Darrell with a glance and a roll of the eyes, before returning his eyes to the pair.

“That’s great,” he starts. “While my dear friends here say there’s something for you to worry about, there’s not.” Nev takes a deep breath, having heard that type of response before from previous show participants.

“I understand that you may not have any worries about your girlfriend. However, your friends are concerns. Now, I don’t know whether they have a right to be concerned or not. That’s why I was hoping to talk with you this afternoon about your relationship. Also, whether it’s a catfish scenario or not, perhaps we could help in arranging a meeting for you and the girl. Isn’t that something that you’ve wanted?” Ryan takes a deep breath. He had been wanting to meet her face to face and had tried to set up a meeting without success. Perhaps these were the perfect people to help in doing that, and perhaps having them at his door wasn’t the worst scenario.

“Just give us a chance, please,” Max adds, seeing the part of Ryan that was set to cave and accept without hesitation.

“I’m surprised you’re still alive,” Chase whispers, earning a smack from Darrell.

“He knows that I’m doing this because I’m concerned,” Darrell adds quietly as they both watch Ryan closely, awaiting his decision.

“I don’t know…” Ryan comments as he thinks over whether this is a good idea. It would be great to have someone that could set up that meeting, but was he willing to lay his heart out there on the line to two strangers? That didn’t seem calm at all.

“Ryan, I have cleared it already with them that if you don’t want the episode to air, they won’t air it,” Emma adds, hoping that helped push the decision over the edge. While she was angry with Darrell for making the call, she was hoping that the pieces would fall together so the answers would finally be laid before them. “Even if you want to kick Darrell’s ass for saying something, do it for the truth.”

“In the end, it is you that will benefit from learning the truth more than anyone else,” Nev says as Ryan lets out a sigh.

“Fine,” Ryan states before backing away from the door to the pair can enter the apartment. Darrell then glances over at Chase with a slight smile.

“I told you that he’d accept,” Darrell whispers before taking the drinks to the living room. He then sets the six glasses on the table, before taking his seat.

“Just because I’m accepting doesn’t mean that I’m not kicking your ass later!” Chase then share his own grin as he sits down beside Darrell, as if to say ‘I told you so’.

“It’s understandable that you’re mad, but you have to understand that your friends did this because they care about you,” Max offers as Ryan rolls his eyes. He didn’t care if that was the reason.

“They could’ve given me some warning at least!”

“You would’ve told me that it wasn’t needed and not to do it,” Darrell defends his reasons as Ryan shoots him a glare.

“How do you know that?” Ryan questions as Darrell shrugs his shoulders. This discussion should be easy.

“Look at how many discussions we’ve had over the past couple of months! I even mentioned the show and you just scuffed it off! That should tell you enough!” Ryan crosses his arms.

“You kept saying that she was catfishing me – you never gave out the option that it could be the truth, as I’ve stood by from day one. So get off your little high horse, Mr. Perfect, and realize that accusing someone obviously isn’t going to work out for you. Not everybody can find Ms. Perfect, either.”

“Ryan, I’ve always told you that the perfect girl for you is out there, and it will happen when it’s meant to happen,” Emma repeats a phrase that she had used many times. Ryan just rolls his eyes.

“And how can I do that when I have someone accusing that I don’t know what I’m doing, and another not allowing me to go out on dates due to her own fears about little brother screwing up?” He questions as he glances between the pair. “Darrell, you’re like a brother to me. Emma, you’re an amazing sister. But you both suck at your part in my love life!”

“I just don’t want you to get hurt by a track bun-”

“I’m a big boy. I’m 21 years old. I can things handle myself!”

“Hey, I never stopped you,” Darrell starts to defend himself, knowing that Emma was probably at a lost cause in defending her actions. “I’m just warning you that perhaps you’re on the wrong track with this girl. Perhaps it is a catfish scenario. I just want to warn you and let you take the right precautions.” Ryan rolls his eyes, as he glances away from the group.

“Again, I’m 21 years old,” he repeats. “I think I can figure out these things for myself, and realize if something is wrong. Thanks for the warning, I appreciate the concern, but I’m fine.’

“Do you see what I get to listen to on a daily basis?” Chase questions as he looks towards the pair of hosts.

“Perhaps it’d be best if we talk to Ryan without anyone else around,” Nev suggests. “It’d probably kill the tension that we’re experiencing and truly allow Ryan to say what he wants without judgment from anybody in this room. As I said, I want to do this to help you find answers, Ryan, and will do it without judging.” Ryan starts to stand up, having grown frustrated enough with Darrell and Emma.

“Please join me in my room and I’ll be happy to entertain the option,” he tells them. He then leads the pair to his room, closing the door behind him.

 

Chapter 5: The Discussion

“Thank you for co-operating, despite their comments,” Max comments as Ryan just keeps his eyes locked on the pair of them. He still wasn’t sure about doing this, but he needed to.

“While they may have gone about it the wrong way, their intentions were in the right place,” Ryan shares. “I want the truth. Anybody would want the truth.” Max and Nev both shake their heads in agreement.

“So tell us about the girl…” Nev requests as Ryan takes a deep breath.

“Well, her name is Kristin Gibbons. She’s 21 by the way. She goes by the name Kristy21 on twitter.”

“And I’m guessing your car number is 21?” Max questions and Ryan shakes his head yes. “So that’s why she’d catch your attention during a Q&A….”

“How did the Q&A turn into a direct message?” Nev wonders.

“I was doing a Q&A one night and she sent me a message, asking if she could ask me a question,” Ryan starts. “I said fine because that’s what Q&As are for. She then mentioned something about being scared of the question. I told her not to worry and that if I was uncomfortable, I would just not answer. That’s when she asked if she could just DM. I thought no harm in that so I let her DM me.” Nev and Max glance at each other, growing a little curious.

“So what was the question, anyway?” Max asks and Ryan shrugs his shoulders.

“I honestly don’t remember, but it wasn’t a question that I was worried over, either. I easily accepted and we moved forward. She then asked a couple other questions, in which I continued happily answering. She seemed like a nice girl so I finally turned the tables and asked her about herself. She was very observant, it seemed, about my answers and how I was handling things. I mentioned something to her about that and she just answered that she was curious.”

“So when did you begin to learn about her?” Nev wonders and Ryan smiles.

“A couple nights later, I sent a message to her asking if she wanted to chat again,” Ryan recalls. “I don’t know why but I felt drawn to her – maybe it was the mystery, or how well the conversation went. It took awhile to get to know her – she’s one of those people that’s hard to get to know. She’s also a little shy, finally admitted it, and says that she spends a lot of her time being by herself.” The pair of men smile, so far pleased wit hthe story. However, the fact that she “hard to get to know” worried Nev a little. Could the girl have been trying to put together the right story to cover for whatever reason?

“Okay. She sounds like a great girl and someone that you like, even despite the harsh beginnings. When did it become serious?”

“About three months ago, honestly. I then admitted my feelings for her, in which she was surprised but accepting. I then suggested messaging each other via text message, and requested a photo – out of curiosity. She easily accepted to both.”

“Now for the past two months, you’ve been trying to meet up with no results?” Max cuts to the chase, having heard enough details to make him pleased with things.

“She says that she’s very busy and doesn’t have a lot of time – something that I can understand,” Ryan shares. “I suggested paying for her flight, meeting her somewhere in Texas, and even suggested paying for VIP access for her. The pieces just haven’t fell together.”

“Doesn’t that worry you?” Ryan thinks it over and shakes his head no.

“People have busy lives – I get it. Not everybody has the time to go out and do things, and when they do, they have to keep it limited. I wasn’t worried about that one bit, unlike those clowns.”

“But if you love this girl so much, don’t you want to meet her?” Nev wonders and Ryan shakes his head yes.

“That’s why I am agreeing to this right now,” Ryan states. “I want to meet her and I want to put the pieces together for that very reason. Like I said, I understand that she’s busy – but there’s got to be someway to make this happen, right?”

“That’s why we’re here. If you could hand over her phone number, we’ll get to work on investigating the pieces and seeing what we can find for you.”

“Did she say her occupation?” Max wonders as Ryan writes down the phone number.

“I never bothered to ask, but she is a very psychological philosopher type person and shared some of her thoughts in that realm of belief.”