Chapter 45: Intentions

POV: Gabby

October 20, 2008; 5:45 am

I was asleep in Zac’s bunk when I felt him nudge my arm, I blinked a moment and saw him kneeling outside the bunk.

“What’s up?”

“Shh, come on.”

I blinked but rolled out of the bunk anyway, who knew with Zac what the deal was. But he had our shower bags and the bus wasn’t moving. I used the new flip flops so I could head inside, thankfully the clothes I had on were fine. We went inside and he was just waiting and then shower customer number ten was called and he walked to the counter. Seriously? He woke me up so he can shower?

“Come on.”

“You know you can shower alone right?”

“Yes.”

He still got my hand and lead me to the bathroom, I’d seen a lot of truck stop bathrooms but this one was nice. Beige tile walls with a row of glass tiles around the center, large countertops and a big open shower with a glass door. I would have taken in more details but as soon as he dropped the bag I found myself against the wall, his body pressing against mine and his lips firmly on mine. His intent wasn’t apparent at first, but it didn’t take long before I could feel his intention against my thigh. His hands were on my waist just holding me there.

“Did you finally get desperate?”

“No, but it’s been too long and really both of us should have dragged the other off by now. DJ said he had to rest a bit, perfect timing.”

“I won’t complain.”

His hands moved under my shirt and I could feel the soft touch sliding up my side, I just let him raise the shirt on over my head, tossing it in the corner. His lips then trailed down my neck, avoiding the still sore spots and making their way right to the breast.

“So evil of you to not wear a bra for several days and wear my shirts too.”

“Maybe this was my intention?”

His tongue flicked over the left nipple and I laid my head back against the tile wall. I’d been wanting this for weeks and it felt perfect. The softness of his tongue as he flicked over, rolled around and the slight pain that came with a little nibble. The way his free hand was massaging the other side and then he changed positions.

“Love the way you do that.”

I ran my hands through his hair which was so much longer how. Great for me to grab a hold of, something he seemed to like. When his lips began downward I missed the contact but the anticipation was better. His teeth undid the button of my shorts and the zipper.

“You really like doing that.”

“I have to show off somehow.”

He intentionally let his nails slid across my outer thighs as he slide them down, avoiding the little area on my leg too. The way his hands came up my legs was nice, going around to my ass where he tended to go. I knew this position wasn’t that great, but he was intent apparently, the soft kisses to my thighs, and he moved his hand to where I wanted it.

“Thinking about this much?”

“What? Don’t think just seeing you on your knees is enough?”

He kissed my abdomen. “Much rather you be on yours.”

Yet his thumb seemed to make small circles around the clit and I couldn’t really think of a reply beyond just a moan. It didn’t take long before he replaced the thumb with his tongue and I was finding it hard to stand up. It was a pretty decent position, I liked that I could see him better and grab that hair, but the longer he went the less I found that I cared about balance.

It really was no shock when he moved and got up, moving those kisses all over my abdomen and back around those nipples before finding my lips. I moved my hands up his side, he was far too dressed for this. The shirt slid up easily and he caught on quickly, tossing it with the rest of the clothes in the floor. I really did like the strong feeling of his body. Yet, I felt his hips press into me and I dropped my hands to his waist, undoing the buttons as he kept on with those soft little kissed all over my neck.

I got the pants undone and unzipped and moved across his jaw and down his neck, flipping him against the wall to the right.

“You’re turn.”

His nipples were the most sensitive part of his chest really and it always took little to get them hard and to get moans from his lips. I moved down and while he hated anyone else to see the little tummy I never minded, loved it. Sliding the pants down took some effort, they were getting a bit tighter in general, the erection wasn’t helping.

My hand moved to the sac, playfully massaging, while the other hand closed around the base, making full strokes a few times. I watched as his head fell back and then I ran the tip of my tongue up the underside, following the vein.

“Fuck..I’ve missed that.”

I moved around the ridge, just the right pressure before I slipped the head into my mouth. He’d always tasted the same to me and I actually liked doing this for him. He was really good about not grabbing my head but I liked when his hands tangled in my hair. I knew however that too long would be bad, so I didn’t complain when he stopped me. I did the same thing, trailing kisses up his abdomen and chest before going after his neck.

He backed me against the counter but wouldn’t let me turn, instead he just lifted me up onto the counter and I wasn’t even sure if this was possible but then he was pushing into me and I rather liked the feeling, being so close.

He leaned in and kissed me. “I like seeing you.”

I couldn’t deny that I rather like the face to face positions better myself, like the closeness this position afforded. Like how his hands were holding me closely to him, even the slower speed was nice. Ironically it allowed us both to watch so it was just hot.

Even when I laid back, he kept a slow to medium pace, which was okay too. The position did allow him to use his hands more freely, which he took advantage of.

“Fuck...”

He pushed me to the edge that way and over it but even when he pulled out, I knew he wasn’t done. He glanced at the floor and I wasn’t sure about that, it was a bathroom too. But he pulled me up against him, getting me off the counter. I was slightly amused as he walked to the shower and started it, more when he got in and I just walked over, gently nudge him against the wall.

“I know you’re not done.”

“No, just I’m not putting you on the floor out there. In here…is another story.”

He slid down and I followed, the tile was cool even though he’d turned the water to luke warm. The shower sprayed water everywhere and he’d close the glass door behind us, which kept the water in the shower area. I had to admit, this was different.

I knew in the floor there wasn’t much cushion under me, which was fine it just amplified his every move. The water added an interesting effect, there was just something about wet hair and water, let him slide easier. But, it didn’t let him stay on his knees well, so I flipped him.

“You look so hot with that water all around you.”

His hands traveled over my skin, cascading the water everywhere and that included the clit which was making concentrating hard really, but it’s what pushed us both over the edge. I laid there on top of him for several minutes before kissing him.

“We really need to stop waiting so long.”

“Props for the choice of location, not as vanilla as normal.”

I smiled and kissed him. “I’ll get the shower bag, pretty sure you didn’t pay for the room all day.”

“I’ll just lay here in the water.”

“Might want to move your butt, it’s over the drain.”

He shifted a bit which let the inch deep water drain while I got the shower bag and got our shampoo and stuff, he remained laying while I stood over him and showered.

“I could really get use to this, fuck this is fucking hot.”

“Careful there, you’ll be wanting a lot more when the time is up.”

I rinsed my hair and he finally got up, I just stood and watched as he showered.

“You did bring clean clothes inside right?”

“I did.”

Once the showers were done and we were re-dressed and everything was repacked we headed to the bus. DJ was stretching outside.

“If you wanted to stop for sex Zac you could have told me.”

He just smiled. “That evident?”

“Very, but maybe you’ll both be easier to live with now. Most everyone is still asleep, I’m good to go.”

He put the bags back up and we got back on the bus, still sleepy I laid back down and he joined me, even if it was too short. The bus woke up far too early for either of us but we did get up.

“Damn Zac you don’t smell this morning, what did you do?” Carrick asked.

Zac raised an eyebrow. “I showered this morning…”

“We stopped long enough for you to shower?”

I lowered my head as Carrick glanced at me, my hair was still wet actually. It hadn’t dried completely.

“We stopped for like three hours, DJ had to. He stopped at a truck stop so shower.”

“And your reason for waking your wife up to shower had nothing to do with her smell?”

I glanced up. “Are you trying to imply that I smelled? Careful on your answer there Carebear.”

Sierra patted my back. “We all smell, well, except you and Zac and I’m sure you got nice and sweaty before the shower. So, about fucking time.”

She scooted across from me and began to eat her cereal, Carrick was beside her and Zac slide in beside me.

“So, what are you two doing for your birthdays?” Carrick asked.

“I’ll spend mine playing a show.” Zac said.

“I’ll be watching.”

Sierra looked up. “That’s it? Neither of you are doing anything else?”

“Well, I’m sure Taylor and Isaac will cake me on stage. They’ll probably do cake for us too maybe a decent dinner. But we don’t have time for much beyond that.”

She looked at the schedule which was posted nearby. “We’ll plan something better over the weekend. Because we’re in Atlantic City for a few days.”

“It’s okay.” I said.

“Nope. Sorry, no. You’ll do something and I’ll plan something for you both.”

Zac and I exchanged looks, considering how the last party went with her there was no telling what she’d end up with. But, we did have an extended weekend in Atlantic City, it was odd. The day was going to be long, once we arrived at the venue we couldn’t do anything, including park there because they had an artist playing tonight. So, DJ parked us nearby and we got to explore the city but only some wanted to explore. Carrick, Austin, Andrew and Demetrius did leave to go somewhere else. But the rest of us stayed.

I got the last set of codes and sat down at the table, it would provide me with something to do as Zac, Taylor, and Isaac were all in the lounge working on some new songs. Sierra sat down across from me.

“Did you have a good morning?”

I smiled, blushed a bit. “I did.”

“Good, it was about time. Guess he woke you up for that.”

“He did, but that’s okay really.”

“So, what are you doing there?”

“The disk that I was nearly killed over, we copied the contents. I broke the first code which was dealers, I assume this is the suppliers. But I’ve tried every code that Simon taught me and nothing. He used his drum beats for the first time, but they don’t apply here.”

“Did he teach you any other instrument?”

“No. Just the drums.”

She pulled the paper to her and looked at it. I explained how we solved the first half of the codes.

“Did he teach you any other things on the drums?”

“Not really but he taught me a song, one he said was original.”

“Do you remember it?”

“Yes, but I can’t write the notes down. I don’t know how really.”

“How do you play music if you can’t write it or I presume read it?”

“Hearing it. I can play some of the guys just by hearing it so much. I just never learned the music aspect of writing it or even reading it.”

“Any way you can play it?”

“I have a drum application on my phone, I can try that.”

“That will not work, let me get my electronic drum set from the bay.”

She got up and we ended up setting it up right outside the door because it would disrupt them inside. She sat down with the sheet music and had me play the same song several times until she was satisfied with what she had.

“It’s all over the place.”

“Yeah.”

She put the drum set back up and we went back to the table, she was playing with the sheet music and I was trying to see if he did numbers, maybe every three is the letter, or four. Hour’s ticked by with me having no luck, but Sierra got all excited about two.

“I think I have it.”

I looked up at her, confused.

“He used that song, I noticed that the beats are constant for 26 notes, then changes for 9 notes and then repeats the 26 and then 9. Letters and numbers. He didn’t start with A though, he actually started with Z and 9. The first set of codes are Trevor Hamilton and then the letters looks like a phone number.”

She slid it to me and sure enough it made sense and kept working. Pleased with herself she said she was going to ask the boys about dinner plans and got up. I kept writing down the names and I wasn’t even aware at first that the name I was writing down was familiar until I was looking back at it.

Maxwell Reed

I blinked, that had to be wrong. I double checked and the name was right, maybe it was a different person but then the phone number was the same, the address was the apartment.

“Hey baby, you okay?”

“I don’t know.”

He slid in beside me. “What’s up?”

“Sierra figured out the code for the second set. He taught me a song, he then attributed a letter to the notes. He just never told me that. But, this is what I just got.”

I laid my finger under Max’s information. “According to this, Max supplied Simon with drugs. But, Max doesn’t do drugs and I’ve never seen them. I lived there for months and never did I suspect he was dealing or supplying. Max doesn’t even know Simon.”

“Are you sure?”

“Zachary, I was with Simon three years and not once did he mention knowing who Max was. In fact, when he called he told him never to call again. He didn’t talk to him, I’ve never seen messages, texts, e-mails, nothing.”

“Maybe he put his information in to frame him?”

“Maybe.”

“What’s up?” Sierra asked.

“Max’s name is here. But, I’ve never known him to do drugs, let along supply them in this quantity.”

“Why not call Abby? She talked to him through the years you didn’t.”

That was a great idea and I did call her, but she had no idea either. As far as she knew, his sole income came from touring. Yet, that didn’t quite settle with me because I did the same thing and the amount of money I made wasn’t enough for the apartment complex he lived in. But, I didn’t raise that question to her or mention it to Zac.

“Well, I’ll turn the list over to the detectives, they can investigate.”

“I agree. You want to take your laptop and go find a wifi spot?” Zac asked.

“Yeah.”

I did call Detective Mabis and let him know I was sending the code to him, it would help him determine the suppliers and gives him a better idea of who did what. We went to a nice place for dinner, something with comfort food. Lot of deep fried items and a great salad bar, I was in heaven there. We did find a somewhat decent internet connection and I was able to send the codes to him and Zac had me include pictures of the wounds I had. It wouldn’t do much but would show they’d hurt me in that run across town.

Everyone made it back to the bus around the same time and we just piled into the lounge area, Carrick and Austin had brought back some new movies, Zac chose the bean bag chair so after carefully inspecting my options I chose his lap.

“Well, hello there.”

“Figured you wouldn’t mind.”

“If he does we’ll all slap him.” Carrick said.

“I would never mind if she chooses my lap.”

Sierra laughed. “You’d much prefer it be without those clothes though.”

“Not when everyone is here! I’m not that bad.”

“Just don’t mind cracking her head open in the bunk?” Taylor asked.

“That was my fault actually Taylor. I’m the one that forgot we were in a small space.”

“What movie did you get?” Isaac asked.

“Transformers and I am Legend. Vote.”

I am Legend won the vote much to Zac’s disappointment but Andrew brought popcorn and snacks, Demetrius the drinks and by 7:45 we were settled in and Carrick was starting it. I just settled into his lap. I hadn’t really seen the movie at all and I rather liked it.

“Who is the main guy?”

“Will Smith.” Taylor said.

“I may have to find more of his.”

“I think I have a few at home, we can rent the others.” Zac said.

“Make it a movie night or something maybe, if we can get Stella and Nicole off at the same time.” Isaac said.

“That would be awesome, Taylor are you doing anything for Stella’s birthday?”

“She is going to fly out to California while we’re there and ride back with us. I told her I would take the sofa back here.”

“Nonsense, the tour will be over Tay, Austin and I are chilling at home. She’ll have plenty of space.” Carrick said.

“True, I forgot you guys were staying there.”

Conversation revolved around that plan for a few minutes then it was analyzing the movie and how each person felt, it felt good to be included in the conversation. With Simon I wasn’t allowed to talk or voice an opinion.

“How are your wedding plans coming?” Ike asked.

“Pretty good actually, the venues designer spoke with us a bit and she sent some ideas. We’re doing simple really, I mean we don’t want extravagant. We have colors, she’s chosen the dress, and we have cake flavors but no design yet.” Zac said.

“I love the dress, you’re going to love it.” Sierra said.

“You saw it?” Zac asked.

“Duh, I was there.”

He looked confused but didn’t comment on that and I was glad, because I didn’t want to tell them yet that the dress they saw isn’t what I bought. They elected to watch Transformers too and while I was intent to watch it, I actually fell asleep about half way, with Zac waking me up to go lay down. I got in my own bunk because while I loved sleeping in his with him, it really wasn’t that comfortable and this way he could sleep well too.

“Goodnight Gabby.”

“Goodnight, Love you.”

“I love you.”

I was back asleep quickly and didn’t even hear when everyone went to bed.