Does anyone want to help me write a story

Brad smiled, before pushing the door open. "I really do love your kisses." He whispered, kissing the top of her head. "They're quite relaxing, my darling."

"Alright, I'll be right back… are you still going to the gym?" Brad asked her, starting to head down the hall. "Or did you change your mind, and are coming with me to the beach?"

"You're sure? I don't want to make you come, darling." He insisted, leaning against the wall just a bit. He had a soft look on his face, trying to be understanding if she didn't really want to.

Smiling softly, he nodded. "Happy to hear that. I'll come and kiss you before I leave." Brad hummed, shuffling down the hall to change his clothes.

Once he had ducked into their room, it took but a moment for him to change. Once he had, he made his way out to the living room once again. "Alright, what gym are you headed to?"

"Just a bit. I wanted to know how long it might take you to get to Kaylee's house." Brad hummed shrugging just a bit. He had a bottle of sunscreen in his hand. "But you don't have to tell me."

"Ahh, okay. So not too far." Brad hummed, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "Well, be safe. I'll see you at her house in a little bit. Alright?"

"Mmm, good. I love you, my princess." Brad hummed, kissing her on the lips before starting out the front door. "Just text me when you get there. You won't be able to get on without going through Kaylee's house."

Brad paused at the door, trying to keep from laughing. "Right… I totally didn't forget about that part." He hummed, looking over at her. His smile was soft, yet amused at his forgetfulness.

"I can be really ignorant sometimes. I apologize about that." Brad chirred, flipping the sunscreen up in the air. "Well anyways, text me when you're on your way. I wanna get to hear from you." He hummed, starting out the door once again.

"Love you too, my darling princess." Brad called out, shutting the door carefully before heading off to his car.

(What from here?)

(Well, since she's not going with him, should we write for the party? Or write for Caroline?)

(Alright, I'll write a decent thing in just a moment.)

Ducking in to his car, Brad started it and took off. It didn't take him long to get to Kaylee's house, and was there before he knew it. Brad pulled up to her house, after making it into the neighbor hood with a soft smile. Parking his car, he grabbed his cooler and made it out of the car to head up to the house. When he knocked on the door, Lilly was the first one to answer with a bright smile.

Brad chuckled, stepping through the beach house doorway with a smile. "Thanks. Though shouldn't she be the one to answer it?" Brad asked in a hum, giving both girls a quick side hug. "Or is that just something girls do?"