grimaces. “They did. The first day I got there. I was on the beach. The regular beach. I fell asleep and apparently people were filming me and taking photos. The resort saw and gave me the private cabana to stop it from happening.” He shrugs. “And it happened after that a few times too, you just never saw it and St. John isn’t as bad as St. Thomas would have been. It’s why I chose it.”
I nod. That makes sense. So, what now?
We both just lay there in silence. He’s the first to speak. “Melonie?”
I look over. He’s watching me. “Yeah?”
He frowns and sits up. What the hell?!
“You said you like country music and that’s why you didn’t know who I was or about the band.”
Ok, where is this going? I nod. “That’s right.”
He smiles widely. “There’s this concert next month. This huge concert. Bayou Country Superfest.” My eyes widen and my mouth drops open. He chuckles. “Have you heard of it?”
Is he serious?! Have I heard of it? Oh my God. Of course I’ve heard of it! It’s one of the biggest country concerts around! I’ve been dying to go, but I never got tickets and now they’re sold out.
I nod and squeak out, “Yes, I’ve heard of it. Why?”
He laughs again. “I have a suite. Well, the band does. We have the same manager as Luke Bryan so we have tickets for the weekend. Would you like to go?”
Shut the fuck up! Bayou Stix has the same manager as Luke Bryan! LUKE BRYAN! Dade just asked me to go to the largest country event this city has ever seen. Dade is famous and he’s asking me if I want to go to something with him?
Wait… is this a date?! Would I go WITH him or just go?
Dade is a rock star and Luke Bryan is country… is this real!?
I’m blinking trying to understand all of this. Finally, I ask, “What do you mean ‘would I like to go?’ Are you asking me as a friend? I’m not sure what it is you’re asking. Who all would be going?”
He’s enjoying my confusion. “I mean do you want to come to the concert? I’m asking you to come with me. Everyone is going, I’d imagine. Most of us actually listen to the people playing.”
“Who is everyone?”
“Me, you. Jude, his wife, Lexi, Jessie, his fiancée, Blue, Liam, Clove, Cruz, Bradi, Micah, Erik, and Alec.”
I have no idea who these people are. All of them are in the band?! “Who are those people?!” I ask uncertainly.
He reaches out and takes my hand. It stops me from pulling at the carpet. I didn’t even realize I’d been doing that. “Jude is the lead singer. Lexi is his wife. Jessie is the lead guitarist. Blue is his fiancée and she works with Clove and Bradi at Rock With Me. Bradi is kind of our publicist. Micah is her boyfriend. Liam and Clove you already know. Cruz is our drummer. Erik is Lexi’s best friend and business partner over at Java and Sweeties and Alec is his boyfriend.”
Oh my God. I’ll never remember that. I’m going to need note cards. He knows the girl who bakes at Java and Sweeties?! She is brilliant! Her stuff is amazing.
I’m nodding as I process. “Ok, I’m never going to remember that, but yes, I would love to go. I’ll study beforehand and remember everyone’s names. I’ll try not to act like an idiot, too.”
He looks at me inquisitively. “Why would you act like an idiot?”
Throwing my hands up, I look at him from under my hair. “I don’t hang out with famous people, Dade! I’m a doctor. I talk to doctors, nurses, and patients. I don’t know how to talk to famous people.”
He snickers. “You talk to me!”
I shove him. “You don’t count! I didn’t know you were famous!”
He catches me and rolls us both so I’m underneath him. “Nope, just that I was insanely hot!”
Laughing, I slap his shoulders. He kisses me and I stop squirming.
Another one of the condoms is put to use.
Later, he showers with me and we are lying propped in my bed, watching Food Network, my go to channel. He laughs. “Clove always has this on, too.”
I
I nod. That makes sense. So, what now?
We both just lay there in silence. He’s the first to speak. “Melonie?”
I look over. He’s watching me. “Yeah?”
He frowns and sits up. What the hell?!
“You said you like country music and that’s why you didn’t know who I was or about the band.”
Ok, where is this going? I nod. “That’s right.”
He smiles widely. “There’s this concert next month. This huge concert. Bayou Country Superfest.” My eyes widen and my mouth drops open. He chuckles. “Have you heard of it?”
Is he serious?! Have I heard of it? Oh my God. Of course I’ve heard of it! It’s one of the biggest country concerts around! I’ve been dying to go, but I never got tickets and now they’re sold out.
I nod and squeak out, “Yes, I’ve heard of it. Why?”
He laughs again. “I have a suite. Well, the band does. We have the same manager as Luke Bryan so we have tickets for the weekend. Would you like to go?”
Shut the fuck up! Bayou Stix has the same manager as Luke Bryan! LUKE BRYAN! Dade just asked me to go to the largest country event this city has ever seen. Dade is famous and he’s asking me if I want to go to something with him?
Wait… is this a date?! Would I go WITH him or just go?
Dade is a rock star and Luke Bryan is country… is this real!?
I’m blinking trying to understand all of this. Finally, I ask, “What do you mean ‘would I like to go?’ Are you asking me as a friend? I’m not sure what it is you’re asking. Who all would be going?”
He’s enjoying my confusion. “I mean do you want to come to the concert? I’m asking you to come with me. Everyone is going, I’d imagine. Most of us actually listen to the people playing.”
“Who is everyone?”
“Me, you. Jude, his wife, Lexi, Jessie, his fiancée, Blue, Liam, Clove, Cruz, Bradi, Micah, Erik, and Alec.”
I have no idea who these people are. All of them are in the band?! “Who are those people?!” I ask uncertainly.
He reaches out and takes my hand. It stops me from pulling at the carpet. I didn’t even realize I’d been doing that. “Jude is the lead singer. Lexi is his wife. Jessie is the lead guitarist. Blue is his fiancée and she works with Clove and Bradi at Rock With Me. Bradi is kind of our publicist. Micah is her boyfriend. Liam and Clove you already know. Cruz is our drummer. Erik is Lexi’s best friend and business partner over at Java and Sweeties and Alec is his boyfriend.”
Oh my God. I’ll never remember that. I’m going to need note cards. He knows the girl who bakes at Java and Sweeties?! She is brilliant! Her stuff is amazing.
I’m nodding as I process. “Ok, I’m never going to remember that, but yes, I would love to go. I’ll study beforehand and remember everyone’s names. I’ll try not to act like an idiot, too.”
He looks at me inquisitively. “Why would you act like an idiot?”
Throwing my hands up, I look at him from under my hair. “I don’t hang out with famous people, Dade! I’m a doctor. I talk to doctors, nurses, and patients. I don’t know how to talk to famous people.”
He snickers. “You talk to me!”
I shove him. “You don’t count! I didn’t know you were famous!”
He catches me and rolls us both so I’m underneath him. “Nope, just that I was insanely hot!”
Laughing, I slap his shoulders. He kisses me and I stop squirming.
Another one of the condoms is put to use.
Later, he showers with me and we are lying propped in my bed, watching Food Network, my go to channel. He laughs. “Clove always has this on, too.”
I
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