He eyed every inch in a lazy stroll down my body. "Your jeans are top of the lineRock and Revival, nice choice and they hug every fucking curve perfectly." He stares at my chest in a lust filled haze that made me blush. "Your shirt is who the hell knows but very hot."
"Excuse me, I am wearing a white Dolce tank top and a Dolce black V neck vest!"
"That's great." Boredom laced every syllable and I had to laugh. He bends to hand me my black studded Michael Khors Booties. "Wear these they're hot too."
I laugh and toss them on the bed and look at him once I realize he is trying to make me laugh. "Wet toes." I say in way of explanation for not jumping at his request. Poor sexy rocker probably wasn't used to it.
"Oh yeah, totally worth making everyone wait." I see his droll stare, knowing he wont stop kidding me until I agree.
"Fine let's go!" I snarl and look at his confused face. "Sorry, I'm nervous."
Bright." He says and takes my other hand, much gentler. "You're beautiful, drop dead gorgeous. These people are the absolute best people this world has to offer. You could wear a garbage bag and a face mask and they would love you regardless."
I roll my eyes but smile. "Thanks, I think."
I follow him down the hall, squeezing his hand tighter than he was mine and he squeezed it three times to let me know he understood my fear.
"Everyone, this is Brighton Kellerman, she goes by Bright. She's the sponsor the label hired, that I fired, and then rehired."
Fuck sometimes I hate him.
"Hi everyone." I say and hope like hell I don't kill him before this tour was over.
Noah
I have to keep myself in check. Hard thing to do when she looks so fucking amazing all the time. She looks scrumptious when she's scared that someone is judging her or that her impression on them is skewed. I feel like hell because I put her in that spot now I was trying to dig her out.
I hand her a beer and smile knowing she's nervous. I put her on the spot, but in my world its best to get the nerves out of the way from the get go. "I used to puke before every show when we first made it big. Nerves are a pain in the ass, but like all things in life you just gotta get used to the new norm. Feel me?" I ask and she nods, her cheeks still pink from my introduction.
"So let's see. You know Carrie." Carrie smiles and hugs her. "We won't bite." She says to Bright and rubs her back in a caring way.
"This is her husband Chad." I say and Chad comes forward to hug her.
"Oh this is GQ?" She asks on purpose to throw me under the bus.
Chad laughs and looks at me. "Such a dick bro."
I laugh and drink from my beer. "You know T." Tay is on her phone so she looks to Bright with an'I'm sorry'and goes down the hall to finish the call.
"This is Cal, he is our lead guitarist and Tay's boy toy." I say and he wiggles his eyebrows totally fine being called her play thing. "Welcome Bright. When you need help with Doom N Gloom here let me know. I've kicked his ass before."
"Oh fuck off with that. I lost that fight because I had demons pulling me down at the time and was high as a kite after already getting the shit kicked out of me."
Everyone went silent and like usual lately they all looked lost and sad.
"Good Christ lighten the fuck up." I say and look to Cass.
"This is Cassa, she is married to this fool here. " I point to Shame who stretches and stands up to shake her hand, one arm around Cass as he does. "Nice to meet you Bright. I'm Shamous the drummer, all around bad ass and hand holder of Beckett."
They all laugh, that same uncomfortable laugh and I want to punch them all.
"Jesus you guys are all annoying ya know that? Youareaware she knows most my shit right? The junkie card, the abusive childhood card, the 'my girl died tragically' card…Stop being so fuckin morose." That was my cue to book ass out before the pity started.
"It's nice to meet you all." Bright jumped in after they all looked at me like I had two heads. I just shook my head and grabbed my jacket.
"I'm headed over to jam on my bass for a few so whoever needs to babysit until her manicure is set, lets boot." I pause but decide I wont shut my trap. Day one and it's the poor Noah show. "You know guys drive me bug fuck!"
I don't wait for Bright who has yet to get her shoes on, and I don't know who is gonna follow after me in her stead. I don't care. I am tired of the bullshit eggshell walk they are all doing.
