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“Hey so we got lucky. How does ‘Songs about exes’ sound?” I laugh and bite my lip.
“I’ve never had an ex, so you may have to help me there.”
He pauses and gives me a critical look before agreeing.
“Okay class, that’s it for today. I want a rough draft of your lyrics and paper by next class,” Professor Bourne says. Some students groan and he rolls his eyes. “Welcome to college. Now grow the fuck up and get out.”
My eyes bug out and East laughs. “What’s your next class?” I ask him, and he takes my hand, helping me stand. Tingles run up my arm and I smile. “Thank you.”
He gives me a smirk then glances at someone a few rows down. His demeanor changes and he drops my hand. “Yeah, don’t mention it. I’ll catch ya later,” he says before dismissing me and walking out the door. I glance the way he was looking and the pretty redhead from earlier is there giving me a smirk. I give her a smile in return and wave. I think she’s one of my new sisters. She flips her hair and walks out the door.Well okay then.I grab my bag and rush to make my next class.
Easton
“Yeah, we are going to have a fucking problem here,” I tell the guys after jogging home. I slam the door and groan. They jump apart and move from the couch as I give them a look, “Really? You guys are worse than bunnies I swear, screwing all the damn time. At least I know you can’t get my brother pregnant,” I quip and they roll their eyes. Jase gives Layton a kiss and chuckles. “But our kids would be so cute.” Gah they are incorrigible sometimes. Layton pushes him back and gives me his full attention. “You said something about a problem?”
I toss my bag on the floor and move to the kitchen for a drink. Footsteps sound, so I know they followed me. I open the fridge and pull out a beer, popping the tab, and chug half of it.
“Whoa! This must be bad, it's not even ten a.m. man,” My brother states. I slam the can on the counter and give him a glare. “She was so nice. She was funny and polite. Totally innocent. Why does Penny have such a hard-on for her again?”
Jase moves closer and grabs my beer, before dumping it down the sink. My eyebrows raise and he groans. “You promised East. We all agreed no more drinking and drugs to handle our problems. Remember?” I snort and shake my head, laughing at the absurdity. One beer is not going to do me harm. “Plus we have football practice later. I don’t need Coach riding our asses because you're a mess.” Ah now the truth comes out. Has nothing to do with my well-being, it’s always about him. I go to say something hurtful but Lay cuts me off. “J, one beer won’t hurt him. East, why don’t you tell us what happened?”
I take a seat next to him at the counter.
“I did everything like we planned. Made sure she had to sit by me, had a conversation with her. I even got us partnered on a project, which I’m kinda looking forward to.”
Jase drops the can in the recycle bag and takes a seat next to Lay. “Okay, what’s the issue then?”
I groan and cover my mouth with my hand, mumbling my words. This shit is embarrassing. “I don’t think I can ruin her life, like I’m supposed to. We need to find another way to get the tape back.” Lay places his hand on mine, pulling it away from my mouth so he can understand. “Okay, I caught maybe a fourth of that. How about we try again?”
I slouch my shoulders, avoiding their eyes. “I thought I could do this. I know I’m the asshole out of the group. This should be easy for me, but I don’t want to ruin her life. We need to come up with a new plan.” I glance their way and pause, instead of anger they seem relieved. “Wait, you guys are okay with this?”
Jase stands up and moves to the fridge. “How out of it were you when we had this talk? Lay and I don’t want to hurt someone again. We’ve been thinking about other ways to please Penny and not hurt Carson and I think you can help.” He grabs the eggs and cheese, shutting the fridge with his hip, then moves to the stove. I lean back a bit and give them my full attention.
“Whatever it is, I’m in.”
Fifteen
Memphis
When my one night stand from last week turned out to be Dolly, I thought for sure my career was over. But she surprised me and played dumb. I should have known that was too good to be true.
“Babe, are you ready to go?” Think of the devil and she shall appear. I glance in the mirror fixing my stupid-ass bowtie, that I justhaveto wear because I’m being dragged to a black tie event as her date.Oh, sorry, not dragged, coerced.
“Yeah, let’s get this dog and pony show over with,” I growl, watching as her lips purse in a non pleased manner, but when I spin, her fake mask is back in place. “Great! Uncle Ron will just be so pleased to see us.”
I internally roll my eyes and offer her my arm. Right, Uncle Ron. The same Uncle Ron that got her this job and controls my contract. Dolly may seem sweet as sugar on the outside, but underneath she's a conniving, rotten, spoiled bitch. If it wasn’t for my career on the line, I’d tell her to eat shit. I hold her arm all the way from my penthouse, to the lobby, to the limo. She slides in first and I follow. As soon as the driver shuts the door she’s on me.
“You look so fuckable in that tux. I could just. Eat. You. Up,” she says, walking her fingers down to my soft cock and biting my earlobe. I glance at the driver, and he meets my eyes in the mirror. I give him a shrug and he winks, before pressing the button for the partition. I haven’t fucked Dolly since that night, and she’s becoming so needy. According to her, I awakened something inside her she never knew she liked. Yeah, America's Sweetheart Dolly Ray is a closet pain slut. Too bad she’s only out for herself, and what benefits her. Her lips move down my neck, while her hand squeezes me tight, almost to the point of pain. “Please Memphis,” she whines, “I’ll do anything you want.” I grab her wrist, moving it from my hard cock, then grip her throat, pulling her face close to mine, til she's only a hair's breadth away. Her panting breaths hit my lips, and I lick mine with just the tip of my tongue, watching as her eyes flare with heat. I laugh in her face, and toss her to the other side of the seat. She lands in a heap, breathing hard.
“You may have me by the balls Dolly, but you will never manipulate my dick.”
Her face reddens and her fists tighten for a moment, before she wipes it and puts her mask back in place. Sitting up properly, she crosses her legs at the ankles and places a hand to her hair, pulling out a small compact mirror and checking her appearance.See, totally fake. I roll my eyes and pull out my phone to get lost in a mindless game.
We don’t say another word until the car pulls up to the venue. I wait for the driver to open my door, then slide out to a hoard of people and paparazzi. My bodyguard, Daniel, pushes his body against mine as Mitchel does the same to Dolly, blocking her until we reach the red carpet where they move off to the shadows. I offer my arm to her and she gives me a smile just for the cameras. Great, top page news tomorrow: ‘Memphis and Dolly in love.’ Can’t wait. I internally roll my eyes and give her a smirk in return. “Memphis, Memphis over here,” they shout as we move down the line of photographers. I give polite nods and smiles, but never stop. This event doesn’t call for interaction or interviews. We walk through the entrance, and I immediately drop Dolly’s arm and head for the bar. Her heels clack behind me with impatience. I turn to softly snap at her when my eyes catch a bundle of gold tulle and sparkling diamonds. Ron and his wife make their way to us, so I sigh and place my mask back on. I glance over at the bar and I could cry. I was so close.
“Memphis, my boy. It’s good to see you outside of the board room or studios,” Ron says when he reaches us, smacking me hard on the back in greeting. I hide a wince and give him a nod. He moves to Dolly, placing a small kiss on her temple, before going back to his wife. Fuck, I can’t remember her name. Dolly moves closer to me, gripping my arm tight with her claws and placing her head on my chest. Ron’s eyes widen, but he nods his approval.Great, no way to get out of this charade now.
I spend the night listening to a bunch of pompous assholes talking about business deals, or complaining about the gardener who ruined their prized petunias, or bitching about their kids. I’m about to slip away to the bathroom to get away from this hell when Dolly leans over to whisper in my ear. She’s been loving the attention she gets with me here. Touching me at every chance and playing up the ‘relationship’ for anyone she can. According to her, we met a few months ago, but didn’t realize we would be working together. Yeah, complete bullshit, but the monkeys eat it up as if it's thousand dollar caviar, instead of a pile of horseshit.
