Plucking An Iowa Flower ~ Chapter 20

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Once everyone was on the bus and they were on their way to Kansas City, Daisy and the guys decided to sleep. Daisy looked around the bus, trying to find a place to lay down, as the guys each crawled into their bunks. Failing to find a better place, Daisy decided to lay on the floor. When she finally got comfy, she happened to notice the four guys, leaning out of their bunks, giving her strange and quizzical looks. She gave them an innocent look and asked, "What? What did I do?"

"Damn, girl, you must not be able to handle your alcohol! Or you really need your sleep, cuz it looks like you're trying to sleep on the floor!" Brian looked very worried about her.

"Well, both of your assumptions are correct, but I can't see any other place to sleep! So what am I supposed to do?!" She gave the guys an exasperated look.

"Uh, sleep with me? Like the last two days? It may be a little more crowded than your bed, but it has to be more comfy than the floor!" Zacky patted the mattress next to him invitingly. "The guys won't mind."

Matt, Brian, and Johnny all shrugged and nodded. So Daisy agreed and managed to get up off of the floor. She quickly went over and started crawling inot Zacky's bunk next to him. He pulled her closer to him and wrapped an arm around her waist. Before drifting off to sleep, Daisy looked at each of the guys. Zacky was already asleep, Johnny gave her a smile before putting in his earbuds and listening to music, Brian gave her and Zacky an approving look before rolling over and going to sleep. And Matt...

Matt was glaring at her and Zacky. Daisy lifted her head off of the pillow, thinking she was seeing things. She wasn't. When he noticed Daisy was looking at him, he focused all of his attention on her. He stared into her eyes, so many emotions  flitting through them. He quickly broke contact, gave her a small, weak smile, and rolled over to sleep. Daisy drifted off, too, wondering about what had just happened.

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