He chuckled and we sat down to eat after he propped my foot up on the chair next to me... just as Melody breezed in.
“Hello, bitches!” she cooed as she waltzed into the dining room and flopped into a chair.
“Um, hi,” Lyric said. “Welcome home.”
“Thanks.” Melody headed into the kitchen to grab a place setting and wine glass before returning and piling food onto her plate.
I glanced at Lyric, who shrugged.
“Um, DiDi?” I leaned toward her. “What are you doing here?”
“The movie’s over.”
I squeezed my eyes shut briefly. “I know, honey, but you start a tour next week. Aren’t you supposed to be in Atlanta for rehearsals?”
“I didn’t want to go. I wanted to come home for a little while.” She took a bite of grits and let out a moan of pleasure. “You always make the best grits, LiLi.”
“Thank you,” she said, and sighed. “Eat your dinner and then you and I are going to sit down and figure out what the hell is really going on, okay?”
“No, we really don’t need to,” Melody countered.
“What did you do?” I asked, then added, “Nope, never mind. I don’t need to know.”
Lyric gasped and I turned to see her scrolling through her phone. “Oh my god, woman, youdidn’t.”
Melody took a big bite of grits and studied her plate.
“What?” I asked.
“Shall I share, baby sister?” Lyric threatened. “Or would you rather talk privately?”
Melody used her fork to indicate she was busy eating.
“Fine,” Lyric said. “Melody has managed to get caught in another sex tape scandal. This time with Jason Maxx.”
I groaned. “Did Jason know you were filming him?”
“Um, he was filming me,” Melody countered.
“Oh, so a little different than with Bam,” I said with a sneer.
Bam Nelson was the drummer for Roses for Anna, currently one of the biggest bands in the world. He and Melody had dated for a few months before she had fucked it up and released a sex tape, furthering her career, but ruining any chance for a meaningful relationship.
Melody wrinkled her nose. “Alotdifferent.”
“Did you and Jason decide to release this together?” Lyric asked.
“If we did?”
Lyric threw her hands in the air. “Well, then you’re on your own. I’m not cleaning this up.”
“Did I ask you to?”
Lyric closed her eyes and took two deep breaths. “Okay, sissy, I’m taking my manager hat off and putting my sister hat on, because I’d like to spend the next few days with Melody the normal human, not Melody the psycho porn star.”
I bit back a snort as Melody grinned wide. “Movies and ice cream?”
“Yes, dearheart, movies and ice cream,” Lyric confirmed.
