Cody

She shook her head. "Don't be sorry, you don't owe me an explanation. It's your life, and I'm sorry you and Jessie both are facing these hardships."

"I know there are rumors about us back home, and I just want you to know, I'll do what I can from those same rumors making their way back to your father. The last thing I want is to lose your friendship. It has meant the world to me, and believe it or not, you've helped more than you know." I said.

She smiled. "I've helped?"

"Yes, you're fun, and inspiring. You've kept my mind from traveling into dark places. Actually, meeting you has brightened my life tremendously." I said.

She turned away from me. "Hey, what's wrong?" I stepped closer and saw her shoulders shaking. Shit, what did I do so wrong? Is she crying?

"I'm sorry." I didn't know what to do, so I flipped her around to look at her.

"You're laughing?" I smirked.

"I'm sorry, it's just..." She kept laughing so hard, her eyes are watering.

"What the hell?" I'm completely puzzled.

"I didn't want you to see, but I couldn't hold it any longer." She's literally on the floor now.

"What, dammit?" I asked.

"Did you fall asleep down there?" She asked.

My face dropped.

"Do you know how hard it's been to keep a straight face?" She's doubled over pointing at my face, barely breathing she was laughing so hard.

She pointed at the mirror.

I turned and saw myself. "Fuck!"

I went straight to the bathroom and cursed those assholes. This isn't the first time I had dicks drawn on my face when I pussied out and fell asleep. She was in my bathroom doorway laughing.

"How does someone fall asleep in Las Vegas out on the town?" She's wiping her tears.

"It's not the first time those assholes did this to me!" I scrubbed my forehead.

"It's a permanent fucking marker!" I scrubbed harder.

"Hold on." She walked away laughing, and came back with some facial wipes bullshit. She directed me to sit on the toilet, and between her bursts of laughter, she was gently wiping my face.

"This is one hairy penis." She laughed, and I almost chuckled.

"I like the artistic value of drawing it pointing down so your hair..." She crosses her legs while she laughs. "I'm going to pee!" She is having way too much fun at my expense.

"Don't do that!" I said.

She pushed me off the toilet and out the door and locked it.

"Hey, that's my bathroom!" I said.

She laughed. "Go away!"

"Why it's my bathroom?" I asked again.

"We aren't in a point in our friendship where I want you to hear me pee!" She turned on the water.

"Ha! You claim to be a country girl." I said.

She laughed even harder.

"Stop, you're making my stomach hurt!" She cried out.

"I didn't do anything!" I defended.

"Did they trace it on there, Cody?" She laughed at my expense.

I hadn't thought of that. "What? Hell no!" I said.

She laughed harder. I heard the toilet flush, than she finally opened the door.

"How long ago did that happen, and for the love of God, please tell me you didn't take any photos with fans?" She asked.

"Shit!" I did!

"I can't wait to see tomorrow's headlines!" She can barely laugh anymore.

She turned and washed her hands. "Come on, let's get this thing off you."

"Do you feel like helping me with some revenge? We would have to stay up late." I asked.

She smiled. "Sounds like a plan." She winked at me, while she wiped the ink off my head.

She smells amazing, and her touch is gentle. I almost lost it, when she bit her bottom lip while she studied my face. She has no idea how hard it is not to pull her into me.

"Explain exactly how you fell asleep." She kept working. Yeah, she's not getting that answer out of me.

"You're not going to answer me?" She asked.

She looked straight into my eyes, and I'm not sure what kind of witchcraft or voodoo she practices, but I blurted it out.

"The cushions were comfy at the strip club." I slapped my hand over my mouth.

She paused. "You went to a strip club?"

"Am I in trouble?" Why should I be in trouble?

She laughed. "What?" She tilted her head. "Why would you be in trouble?" She asked.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"I mean, what straight guy falls asleep at a strip club?" She laughed...again. I'm such an idiot...

She stepped back and looked at her handy work.

"The kind that has something better wai...I mean, the kind that isn't turned on by that kind of women." I said.

She looked at me strangely. "You mean the kind of man that doesn't like tits and ass?" She laughed.

She said what?

"Tits and ass?" I laughed. "Two words I never thought would leave your mouth." I started tickling her, and she crouched over laughing.

"Of course I like tits and ass!" She's trying to squirm away. "Some things are just better left to the imagination." I didn't stop, and held her close as she laughed at me trying to tickle her.

"Someone's way too ticklish, I have superpowers now." I laughed at her.

"You wear a funny mask, super dick!" She laughed.

"I'll show you..."

Nevermind.

I tickled her on to the floor, and finally stopped as we both sat against the wall trying to stop laughing. My stomach hurts from laughing too hard, so I can't imagine what hers feels like.

"Ever since Jessie was born, I look at women differently. Each one of those girls has a father. I would rather die, than know my daughter shows her body for a bunch of horny older men." I said.

She's still trying to catch her breath and pats my leg. "That's sweet, Cody."