Addy's pov
Reality kicked in when I pulled into the school parking lot. Omg Ms. Becky will know what's going on when she sees I'm driving Brantley's truck. Well she won't "know" everything that happened. Maybe I should just Dodge her and eat lunch in my class room. Say I need to get caught up. Which isn't a lie. I still need to do more lesson planning.... "Addy Rose!" I heard Ms Becky yell my name. Well hell. There went that idea. "Oh no what happened dear? You look like you didn't get much sleep. Was my son a little shit bird again?" She looked cross with him until she spotted his truck in the parking lot. Great. I just hung my head and half smirked. "We need to have lunch in your class room today so you can fill me in. I know good and well there's a whole story that goes with that big ol black truck out there dear!" "Yes ma'am." was all I could say before I dashed to the safety of my class room. I sent B a quick txt before the kids piled in: she knows. I don't know how but your mama knows! She saw your truck when I got here. And the sly look I got! I know where you get it from now. The txt I got back was adorable. B: just breath. My mama loves you just please dont give her to much detail.
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Hell On An Angel
RandomDown to earth, sweet as can be, generous, funny, great guy, southern gentleman. Those are terms we've heard every fan who's ever met Mr. Brantley Gilbert use. They all say he's just like you and me; that the fame and fortune didn't go to his head. B...
