chapter 7
Bella pov
I was actually having fun! I ran up to Mason and jumped on him and he caught me.
"You having baby?" I nodded my head and I noticed I had a different smile on my face and Mason took his thumb and softly and gently traced my lips.
I drew my bottom lip in to my top teeth hiding my bottom lip from him and he started laughing at me.
I giggled at him. I leaned over around him and took a drink of my whiskey and then grabbed my beer and leaned back up and stayed right where I was because I was on break.
"Hey, young lady would you like to go have a good time with me tonight because what I read on the website you two are just best friends." My arms slid around Mason neck and I lay my head sideways on his shoulder snuggling into him.
"She doesn't speak Mister! If you read the website you would of saw that about Punch!" Mason told him.
"She sings so she talks!" The guy told him. "You just don't get it do you! Hey Wade and Travis ever wondered how a guy is a best friends with a female at that. This is where my male comes out and says is that your Brain is in your dick asshole! I swear to fucking God! I seen more men think with their damn dicks then work, family, or how to treat a fucking woman!" All I could do is listen to Mason and watch him with my eyes and I moved my body up and pressed my lips to his and as I deepened I moved above him and I even did it differently as I twisted my body as I moved myself above him.
We pulled apart to our breathes and I was licking my lips slowly shaking my head giving that look I just died and went to heaven again.
I left him speechless and I tipped my head back and busted out laughing.
Then he started laughing. "Travis if I didn't know better that was their first kiss and she laid it on him first! That was fucking awesome!" Both Travis and Wade were laughing at Mason and his forehead fell against my shoulder laughing because he was embarrassed now.
I couldn't stop laughing at him. I tapped him and looked at me and I pointed behind me and nudged my head to the dance floor.
"Okay, baby go have!" He gave me a quick kiss and let me a and I knew which song I was doing next.
I've been a-dancing in a devil's dirt
I'm a whole lot of trouble in a itty-bitty skirt
Well, the best kind of loving is the one that hurts
You can get your kiss, but I'll get my purse
I can take you down when the damned get wild
There's a whole lot of sinning but they're greener for miles
Three hits on the 6, there's a number that you dial
You can be like me but I'm a real brat child
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls should never ever, never ever do
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
Well, I walked in the light and I lived in the sun
Now I die for the night 'cause the days are done
I kissed a couple of angels but it wasn't much fun
So I shake, shake, shake it with an evil tongue
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls should never ever, never ever do
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls don't
I do what the good girls should never ever, never ever do
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
Hey, hey, hey
Since I'm gonna go to Hell anyway
I'll go out with a bang, bang, bang
Crash and burn it all away
I do, what the good girls don't
I do, what the good girls don't
I do, what the good girls should never ever, never ever do
Since I wanted to have fun I went with American sweetheart next.
No, there ain't nothing that I gotta prove
You think your words will make me black and blue
But I, I think I'm pretty with these old boots on
I think it's funny when I drink too much, hey
You try and change me, you can go to hell
'Cause I don't want to be nobody else
I like the chip I got in my front teeth
And I got bad tattoos you won't believe
So kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
Well, they say I'm too loud for this town
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
My hands are dirty and my heart is cold
The boys I've been with say I got no soul, when I
I meet another honey at the bar
I'll think it's funny when I break his heart, hmm, now
My kind of medicine is whiskey straight
I got a mouth to put you in your place, and they
They said I'll never be the poster type
But they don't make posters of my kind of life
So kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
Well, they say I'm too loud for this town
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
You love me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
You love me anyway
Kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole, holler if you ready
Gonna lose control
Kick out the jams, kick up the soul
Pour another glass of that rock and roll
Turn up the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's sweetheart
Well, they say I'm too loud for this town
So I lit a match and burned it down
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
But you love me anyway
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
You love me anyway (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh)
You love me anyway
I'm not America's sweetheart
No, no, no
I was even smiling that new different smile laughing at the end of that song.
I felt so alive doing that song again. I shot my arms into the air.
I was coming back! So of course I had to do act'in up next.
Edward pov
Now I knew she was torturing but I knew she needed to do this especially when she shot her arms up like that with that song.
Mirror, mirror on the saddle, hear my rhinestones rattle
Actin' up
Billy Bob Texas pickin' out new exes
Actin' up
If you really wanna want me, I'll be riding on my pony
Just a-singing "Mony Mony"
'Cause I'm-mm, I'm actin' up
Even Tiger Woods couldn't swing it this good
I'm actin' up
My McQueen Mustang, hundred dollars in the tank
Gas it up
I'm out in the Mojave, call me Ricky, call me Bobby
Call me hotter than wasabi
'Cause I'm-mm, I'm actin' up
I want a sunset ride, a velvet rodeo
A Colorado high, a California glow
I want to see the desert from a painted palomino
Senorita need to have a little fun
I'm actin' up
Mm, I'm actin' up
Looking for the lightning, when I find it then I rhyme it
Actin' up
Little lone star Elvis, gonna get a little selfish
Shackin' up
With my microphone money bought my own milk and honey
Got my own kind of country, kinda funky
Turn it up
I want a sunset ride, a velvet rodeo
A Colorado high, a California glow
I want to see the desert from a painted palomino
Senorita need to have a little fun
I'm actin' up
I got a heart on fire, boy, don't you want to hold it?
I'm a really good trip, don't you wanna go on it
I want a sunset ride, a velvet rodeo
A Colorado high, a California glow
I want to see the desert from a painted palomino
Senorita need to have a little fun
Mm, I'm actin' up
Mm, I'm actin' up
I'm actin' up
Mm, I'm actin' up
Wade and Travis started slapping and I was laughing at them.
"Fuck! Your a fucking lucky man Mason!" They both said at the same time.
"I know I am!" Oh fuck now she's singing Georgia peach's!
Way beyond the city lights
Lots of cowboys paradise
Honeysuckle on the vine
Growing up on Southern time ooh
Love to dance and we love to flirt
Ain't afraid of a little dirt
We ain't late for Sunday church
Mama raised us not to curse
Our shorts' a little shorter 'cause the sun's a little hotter
Sipping lemonade, while we're playing in the water
Oh, woah, woah oh woah, woah
Ain't nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches
Oh, woah, woah oh woah
There's a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches
We grow where the grass is green
We got home-grown in our genes
We love country everything
From Alan Jackson to Aldean
Our drawl will drive you crazy
When we wink and call you baby
You don't stand a chance
Once you seen a southern lady
Oh, woah, woah oh woah, woah
Ain't nothin' sweeter than us Georgia Peaches
Oh, woah, woah oh woah
There's a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches
Oh, ain't nothing sweeter
It don't matter where you're from, come on in and have some fun
We're gonna treat you like you're one of us, yeah, yeah
Oh, woah, woah oh woah, woah
Ain't nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches
Oh, woah, woah oh woah
There's a reason why the boys pick, woah
Oh, oh oh oh oh
Yeah ain't nothin' sweeter than Georgia Peaches
Oh, oh oh oh oh
There's a reason why the boys pick
Ain't nothing sweeter
Ain't nothing sweeter
Ain't nothing sweeter (Georgia Peaches) in
Georgia Peaches
"I'm sure glad you guys picked our way in the fucking boonings to vacation at! Some times these idiots drive us up the wall!" Travis told me.
"Yeah we were born and raised here but we don't run into people like us too often. Welcome to the club Mason!" I looked at them confused.
They don't even know we're not even human. Wow! I looked and watched Punch.
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