The crowd cheers when the song is over and the band starts playing their rendition of'Don't Stop Believin'and every single woman in the crowd becomes a small town girl, screaming at the top of her lungs. Lilly included. I scan the crowd again. Leo and Carrie are making out a few feet away from us, Shorty and Lucy are dancing, Scott and his new girl, Molly, are watching the band with his arms wrapped around her shoulders, and I have no idea where the rest of our guys have run off to. They can't be too far.
"Want to go look at the vendors?" Lilly's eyes sparkle at my suggestion. I take that as a yes and lead her over toward the vendor alley. She looks through all of the jewelry that's available in one of the jewelry vendors' tents but doesn't seem interested in any pieces. I spot Allison getting set up on the other side of the alley and drag Lilly over to meet her.
"Cass! It's so good to see you," she says with a smile, wrapping me in a hug.
"You, too. Allison, this is my fiancée, Lilly. Lilly, this is Allison. She does all of our patch work, any of our club jewelry and most of our club merch designs."
Lilly extends her hand. "Nice to meet you," she says with a smile.
"The pleasure's mine. I've heard so much about you!" Allison says cheerfully as she sets out another tray of jewelry.
She's got a multitude of rings, bracelets, and she even brought a few bandanas in the colors of the clubs she knew would be here.
Lilly's fingers trace over the jewelry and she stops on a motorcycle chain bracelet that's heavy and chrome.
"Put this on," she demands, already wrapping it around my wrist. She clasps it and admires it on my wrist, turning my arm in ten different directions before she takes a step back.
"Hold your arm up...okay now to the side...other side..." she smiles wide and nods.
"Oh yeah?" I ask, staring at her with her enthusiastic smile.
"Yes. It's so sexy on you," she says, leaning in to whisper the words so as not to draw attention to us.
"If you insist," I concede, handing Allison my card with a shrug.
"Oh, I love that one! It looks nice," Allison chimes in and I'm worried for a moment that Lilly's going to drag her across the jewelry table. But there's no trace of irritation on Lilly's face. She's just happy, all smiles and rainbows and butterflies.
Allison hands me my card back and I stuff it into my wallet, slipping it into my back pocket. "We'll see you around," I call over my shoulder, following a curious Lilly who's already made it to the next vendor shop. We browse through every shop there is here and Lilly doesn't find a single thing that she wants.
"Don't you wantsomething?" I ask, waving my hand around at the shops.
"I'll take some loaded cheese fries," she says, getting in line at one of the food trucks.
I sigh. Of course. My non-materialistic girl who wants nothing more than some good snacks. I can't say I blame her. The food from the food trucks here is slammin'. Lilly devours the entire order of cheese fries in only a few minutes. She wipes the cheese from the corner of her mouth, and I toss her container and napkins into the nearest trash can. We make our way back to the stage just in time to see Leo setting Carrie up on the side stage, naked from the waist down. He spreads her legs and buries his face in between them, in front of God and everybody.
You really never know what you're going to see at these rallies.
Chapter Ten
Lilly
Loaded cheese fries. Sipping on my favorite whiskey. A good band playing in the background. And topless and naked women walking around randomly. The ones that aren't naked, may as well be, with the tiny pieces of cloth that barely cover their vaginas. Cass would be a walking fighting machine if I were to strip down into anything less than I've got on. I swear if my belly button was showing, that'd be enough for him to lose his shit. I laugh to myself at the thought. He made it very clear when we met that he doesn't share.
"Babe, look!" I tap Cass's arm incessantly, trying to nonchalantly point my head in the direction of the action happening a few feet away from us.
Leo is dining on Carrie like a five-star meal at a restaurant, for the entire world to see. My jaw is on the floor. I've never seen anything like this in person. I mean, I've seen porn before, but this is different. I know these people.
Cass chuckles. "Yeah. You ain't seen nothing yet. Just wait until the elephant man gets on stage."
I stare at him, waiting for an elaboration that doesn't come. I think this weekend is going to be very interesting. I down the rest of my drink and head back to the RV to pour another one. Cass pops in with me and I hand him a beer from the fridge. He takes it, kissing me on the cheek as I pour whiskey into my cup. I replace the lid on it, because I know me, and I know I will have spilled it everywhere before the night is over.
Scott and Molly come walking through the door, smiling and joking about something. Scott sits down on the couch with a sigh.
"It's getting wild out there," he notes, patting his knee for Molly to sit down.
She obliges. She's a few inches shorter than me, making the two of them an odd pairing with their massive height difference, but somehow it works. Her fiery red curls are just past her shoulders and she's got piercing blue eyes. She looks so small in comparison to Scott, it's almost comical.
"Hey, I'm Lilly," I introduce myself and glare at Scott.
