Whiskey And You

Still In Shock

Kaydence's POV

I sat motionless in my kitchen my mouth still hanging wide open. Did he really just say what I think he did? I must be hallucinating. Fingers pushing my mouth closed pulled me from my stupor. Kerri was biting her lip to keep her hysterics in at my reaction. Maybe Brantley was the one who took a punch last night. Maybe I fucked a few screws loose in his brain. Love? I ran my fingers through my tousled hair in agitation. My manager lost what little control she had over her laughter letting loose with a snort making my head swivel around glaring at her.

"Don't you give me that look Kay," Kerri said between snickers. "If you could see the look on your face."

"He has finally lost his mind Kerri!" I snapped slamming my hands down on the table feeling my head spin. "There is no way he loves me!"

"Then you are blind and dumb," she laughed rolling her eyes. "Kay, do you not see how that man looks at you? Have you ever really, and I mean really looked?" I bit my lip shaking my head in frustration. This was just supposed to be a publicity thing. I closed my eyes. But it had become more than that. Had been that way for a while now I just didn't want to look close enough to see it. A warm hand settled on top of mine. "It's okay to let the walls down Kay. You are safe with him. I think deep down you know that."

"I need to go talk to Brantley," I muttered yanking my hand away jumping up to stalk up the stairs. "Do what you think you need to do Kerri!" Hurrying up the stairs I darted into my bedroom finding Brantley sitting on the end of my bed slipping his shoes on. He raised his head watching me with a wary eye. I stalked over towering over him. "How could you say that!"

"Ummm...'' he said pushing my finger away from his face before bending down to tie his shoe like I wasn't freaking out right in front of him. I was literally trembling from head to toe. "I spoke the truth Kay. You want me to lie?"

"But...we..I..umm...." I stammered. I ran my fingers through my hair making it even messier. That was just great. My boyfriend tells me he loves me for the first time, and I bet I was looking beyond frazzled. Oh what would TMZ think right about now. I'd be accused of being on drugs for sure just from the frantic look on my face. Warm hands settled on my shoulders stopping me mid pace. I felt my bottle lip wobble as tears welled in my eyes. A finger gently lifted my head up to meet green eyes with such an intense look in them it took my breath away. Because well my ability to speak was hindered at the moment.

"KiKi," he said with a raspy chuckle giving me a sweet smile that made my knees wobbly. I couldn't even muster up a glare at that stupid nickname. "I love you. The all in, the whole way, stuff we write songs about, kind of love. And once the shock wears off allowing your brain to function properly, you will realize you love me too. You show me with your actions more than you realize every day." His thumb smoothed a tear off my cheek that I hadn't realized slipped out. "I'm all in baby. This is real and we've done a good job of denying ourselves but no more." I tried to get my voice to work but it was caught in my throat. With a quiet chuckle, Brantley lowered his head kissing me softly, but I could feel everything he said and that I knew he felt flowing into me with that one kiss. He broke it lifting his head giving me a wink. "You wrap your mind around all of this. Help Kerri handle dumbass. I'm gonna go play a round of golf with Jason. Love you Kay."

I stood stock still as he kissed my cheek one more time before walking out of the bedroom heading down the stairs. The front door shutting snapped me back to reality. I wiped at my face removing the tears that quietly slid down unchecked. But for once they weren't tears of sadness. Nor one of those times I was so angry I started crying. They were tears of happiness. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I'd found or should I say rediscovered, everything I'd been searching for. But there was something I needed to handle first. Darting into my bathroom I ran for the shower. Time to make myself presentable with a touch of eat your heart out.