Chapter 7

"Hey Brant," I called out as I got dressed the next morning. "Caroline text and wanted to see if we wanted to go out to dinner with her and Luke tonight.

He walked into the bedroom and smile at me as he pressed a kiss to my forehead. "If you want to go we can. You guys really hit it off huh?"

I smiled, still letting the night before sink in. Not only had I met people who I'd been listening to for years, looked up to for years, I felt like I'd made new friendships with some of those people. "Caroline is wonderful. I see a lot of me in her ya know? I like her a lot, she's easy to be around. Luke, well, Luke is fun I guess. I can see me getting along really well with them both."

With his arms around my waist he half whispered in my ear, "I've been trying to tell you that all of these famous folk are just like you and me silly girl." He laughed and so did I. "So, dinner, we can go if you want to. I just want you comfortable and at ease."

"With you, I am, and last night with them I was. I'd love to go to dinner."

He nodded, grinning as we walked into the living room. "So how was it meeting Jason? You've not said much about that and I kinda figured you would. I mean you have loved that guy's music for how long now?"

I paused a minute before I shrugged. "We didn't really talk, it was a hi how are ya kind of thing and he walked away. I guess he came across kinda rude honestly. But that in no way means I'll stop blasting him out of my speaker's." I laughed then.

"He's really not a bad guy. I think there's stuff going on with him and Jess that he's got bottled up, driving him crazy."

"Brant it's no big deal, honestly. However, this grumbling stomach of mine is a very big deal! I need food!"

Grabbing the keys to the truck he smiled. "Well then let's go gorgeous."

And hour later we had finished our breakfast and were sitting in a back booth of a café talking. "I really don't see how on earth you eat like you do without packing on the pounds."

"Gee, thanks," I said. "Are you saying I should be fat?"

We were both laughing as he said, "No darling, I'm simply commenting on what an amazing metabolism you must have."

"Brantley, hey there! I didn't expect to see you here," a high pitch voice called from a few booths away.

I looked up just a tall, almost anorexically thin brunette approached our table. She had her eyes set on Brantley, and didn't look away once. In fact, if she realized that I was there she showed no signs of it at all.

"Jana, hey," he said. "I thought that I would treat Bailey to a good breakfast this morning. How's it going?"

"Oh how nice of you," she said, still not even acknowledging my existence. "It's good with me. My first single has gotten some good airplay and its getting out there. That's exciting."

I cleared my throat and began to scoot out of the booth. "I think I'm going to step out to the restroom a minute if you'll excuse me."

"Okay Bay," Brantley said smiling at me.

When I returned five minutes later I saw that Jana had taken my seat. She'd propped herself up in a way that she knew showed her cleavage. I slid in next to Brantley and smiled. I wasn't jealous of this girl, no way. I knew there was no way that Brantley would go for trash like her.

He put his arm around me and pulled me in closer to him. "There's my girl. Are you ready to head out Bailey?" I nodded smiling at the look of disappointment on Jana's face, or was it disgust? Either way, I was going back to the hotel with Brantley while she ordered food.

"It was good talking to you Jana, I'll see you around town I'm sure." Brantley said as we scooted out of the booth and started to leave.

"Oh, I'm certain I'll see you around," she said. I didn't miss that smirk she had either.

Before we walked away I extended my hand. "It was nice to meet you." She barely shook my hand and offered no words in reply.

Once Brantley and I were in the truck he turned to me and said, "Okay, how about we head back to the hotel, curl up in that big bed, and have us a movie day?"

"We can do that," I said. "Of course, I've got other ideas in mind."

He cut his eyes to look at me as he drove and I gave him a wink with a flirty smile. "We can most definitely discuss that," he said turning his eyes back to the road with a smirk.

When we walked into the suite he barely had the door closed and locked before I was pushing him against the wall and kissing the breath out of us both. Our hands were tugging and pulling at clothes, rubbing and touching all of the right places. When we were finally both wearing nothing more than sweat glistening skin he picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. His lips never left mine as he lowered me to the bed.