BE MINE Blondie & The Bodyguard *Alabama and Jeremiah*

life threatening activities

Jeremiah

I don't bother saying anything, as soon as we are in the air, I pick her up smoothly and carry her into the bedroom in the back. "Where's the knife?" I ask her and she smirks. "Can't tell you all of my secrets," she says and laughs, but tosses the knife on the floor. "Not like that will get me anywhere," she mumbles as she rubs herself on me. "That was so f*ck!ng hot baby." I kiss her lips, then neck. She doesn't even fight me. "You aren't angry?" she asks. I shake my head, kissing her t!ts. "H3ll no, I am so hard," I tell her the truth. I guess I am a little f*cked up in the head for being turned on by that show she put on back there. "But you lost a client," I chuckle. "I don't need him as a client. If he doesn't respect you, then he doesn't respect me. We are a team, so f*ck him," I say. She pushes me away, but I grab her hands. "We are not a team Jeremiah, this is your company. I just work for you," she speaks to me slowly as if she is explaining something to a child. I pull her closer, needing to get this off my chest.

"I am going to work this d!ck into you, until you realize that we are a team. You and I belong together. I f*ck!ng love you Alabama Stacy Reynolds. There I said it. You make me feel crazy and angry all at the same time. But you also make me feel content, seen, heard. I don't feel like you are trying to take advantage of me, and best of all, we are opposites, but the same. I can't get enough of you, and I will do anything to get you to love me back," I admit it all to her. I guess seeing the way Brian was all over her, the way his eyes ate her up, and knowing that he wanted to f*ck her made me real jealous, and I don't want to ever feel this way again. She is mine. Maybe being honest will make her lower all of her walls down, and she will finally let me in. Sh!t, I guess it worked, she doesn't say anything, but her eyes light up, and she pulls her hands away from me and stands, and pulls at my pants, which I move to get them off. She grabs my c0ck and swallows it. F*ck Yes!

Alabama

The days, nights, weekends, weeks all seem like a blur. Lately, everything seems to fly by. These past weeks, I have only been on an active scene once, and that is because it was an emergency. One of his men got hurt, and he had no choice but to take me with him, since we were already out of the office and had just finished with a potential client when he got the call. I love the fact that he is very hands-on about everything. He is the one meeting with potential clients and regular clients. He makes sure to get all of the details, so he can provide the best services. He is amazing. It always feels like such a rush. Especially when he takes my opinion on what should and shouldn't be done.

Once a week, Jeremiah has us leave work early, and we go do something fun. No, not having s3x with each other fun. I know I broke my one rule, and we continue to have s3x nearly everyday. I had never had office s3x before Jeremiah, but it is hot when he bends me over on his desk and takes me at the end of the day. I make sure to at least keep it professional during work hours, especially because Kevin is always snooping around. He keeps inviting me to co-worker Friday nights, and he even asked for my number and social media information. It was awkward trying to explain to him that I didn't share these with co-workers, as I do not think it is professional. He still tries to get me to change my mind though. Little does he know he won't get anywhere.

The things Jeremiah takes me to do are so much fun. Things that are more my vibe. He searches everything up himself, blindfolds me and yells surprise once we are there. We have gone swimming with sharks, sky diving, skiing, cave diving, rock climbing to name a few. Some things I have gotten him to do which I think he hated, but didn't complain about are getting him to milk a cow, assisting in the birth of a horse, and babysitting all of my sisters kids. Now that one was fun, but it scared me when he whispered that he hopes that we will be taking of our own kid soon. He doesn't know about the loss of my baby when I was just a teenager. What would he think of me then? I kind of feel like I shut down a little after that, but I think I am fine now. Speaking with a therapist and the veteran support group I go to, which no-one knows about, has helped and taught me new ways to cope with life and stressful situations, and let's face it, Jeremiah is exactly that. Overall, I believe I am thriving in a world I thought I would have a hard time getting adjusted to again.

I chuckle as I think back on helping the horse give birth. Now, I am not a vet, but the vet we have on call took too long to arrive as a tree was blocking the road that day. Well, my instincts kicked in, and a couple of videos on your*be helped, and we did it. We helped the horse, her name is Rosie, give birth. I was so proud of us, while he was so disgusted. He looked pale in the face and I thought he would pass out. That is when it hit me. How will he act when his wife gives birth to his child? His wife and child? What kind of thoughts are those? I would hate for someone to get pregnant with his baby. No, I only see me carrying his child, and he said it so himself that day when he whispered those words to me. It is scary, because I didn't think I would want to get pregnant again. I put that in my mind. It was a sealed deal for me, or so I thought.

Who knew that today I would wake up and when I check my calendar I would realize that today is a grocery shopping day. Yes, I have certain days when I do certain things. I am a creature of habit. I like doing things my way. Okay, I plan on stopping by after work. That is not a big deal, because it is grocery shopping, which I hate doing, of course, but I need food and drinks, but no, it's so much worse when I check my list to make sure I don't need to add anything to it. I read the words that will change my life forever.