Cheap & Classy (Hide Your Crazy) (12 page)

Chapter 22

“Hoedown isn’t just a term for a redneck festival.”

“You look gorgeous, Molly Anne,” Reid whispered in my ear while in the limo.

“And you look pretty dapper yourself,” I replied softly. Riding to the theater was slightly uncomfortable, having his publicist, two body guards, his personal stylist, and a videographer.
Nothing screamed romance like sitting there all ladylike, in a smoking hot dress, with a man who could melt my panties right off my body, and all the people that work for him.

“I need Molly to switch sides with you
, Reid. We will all exit the vehicle first, then Molly, and then you, Reid.” Aubrey, his publicist, looked directly at Reid, never once glancing in my direction. While I was feeling stunning and beautiful before, this woman could make you seem worthless even dripping in diamonds.

I knew she wasn’t happy that I would be dangling on Reid’s arm from her first scoff when she stormed into my dressing room.
“I need you to make sure nothing of her pops out that shouldn’t be seen. And, Molly, let Reid do the talking. You are just there as an accessory, got it?”

“Are you ready for this?” Reid grabbed my fidgeting hand and laid it in his lap.

“I can’t believe I agreed to this,” I muttered, giving him a weak smile.

“The rest of your band mates will be joining you on the carpet. We need some group shots in the beginning, so your friend will have to step to the………….”

“Aubrey, she is my girlfriend, and her name is Molly Anne. You may address her by her first name or Miss McGlenister, but never again speak of her in the way you just did,” Reid snapped. His eyebrows furrowed as his hand tightened around mine. For someone that had been working for him for a long time, she really should have known how to avoid the nastier side of Reid. “This isn’t my first award show, so I know the drill.”

“I apologize for my slip of the tongue Reid, and Miss
McGlenister. Please know that it was not meant to be mean.” Aubrey looked rattled at Reid’s little outburst, nervously twitching the pen in her hand. For some reason, I had been waiting for this side of Reid to emerge. Everything was flowers and daisies it seemed like lately, and we all knew that wasn’t the side of Reid we got to see that often.

The car pulled up to a stop and A
ubrey pressed a hand to her ear. “We are ready to move,” she replied to whoever was talking to her.

I had
always made fun of those people wearing those little Bluetooth devices. They always seemed crazy wandering around holding a conversation with themselves, failing their arms about in animation. Surely, there was someone on the other line, but then again I think some people pretended to make themselves seem important. The crew exited the limo and closed the door.

“Why did they close the door?”

“To make an entrance, my love.” Reid chuckled as he pressed a kiss to the side of my cheek. “Are you ready for everything to change?”

“I guess so.”

“Way to have the confidence, Molly Anne.” A knock on the window signified they were ready to open the door. “Look past the photographers, if you can. That way you don’t get blinded by their lights. Oh, and don’t forget to smile,” he said right as they opened the door and I was bombarded by millions of flashing white lights.

“Smile
, Molly,” Tiny said through clenched teeth. Taking his hand and letting him help me out of the car, I steadied myself on the shoes, and did a quick glance of the dress. The slinky black fabric shimmered down to the carpet, still holding in all the right areas.

“My ass isn’t showing, is it
, Tiny?” I said with a smile, praying to God the tape had held up in the car ride over here. Tiny offered a small smile with a slight nod, as he grabbed my elbow and gently led me a couple steps away from the door. Instant screams and cheers erupted seconds later as Reid emerged from the limo. Standing up and smoothing the front of his suit out, Reid slide the buttons through their holes and offered his arm out for me to take.

“Thank you,” I managed to stutter out, still completely rattled from all the commotion.

“Just smile and walk along with me,” Reid said calmly, beaming for the cameras as they all shouted his name over and over again. Still smiling, I slightly nodded my head and silently repeated ‘kick walk’ in my head, over and over again. If my fear about face planting earlier was anything on the richter scale, then being out here in the open, with everyone shouting to look this way, and hey pretty girl,  should register as a massive earthquake. “Relax,” Reid commented again, this time unhooking our arms and sliding it down the side of my body, pulling me in closer. “Just a quick pose smile for the cameras, Beautiful.” Reid kissed the side of my head, and a smirk appeared on my lips. “Now there is the Molly Anne I have come to love.”

“Reid, Reid! Who is this woman on your arm tonight?” someone shouted over the noise.

“My girlfriend, Miss Molly Anne McGlenister,” Reid beamed with a genuine smile.

Grabbing my waist a little tighter, I leaned into the man and made myself comfortable. Sure, this wasn’t my absolute favorite thing to do, and the fla
shes were seriously brighter than staring directly into a lighthouse window, but making this carpet my bitch was going to be a piece of cake. Hell, I was rocking this dress. I had yet to face plant in the kick ass shoes, and I had one of the hottest men attending tonight. What could possibly go wrong?

“Fuck
, Molly, can I take you home with me tonight?” Brody shouted as we approached the rest of the guys and their dates.
I spoke too soon.

Just when I had thought we were getting to the end of this monster carpet, the damn thing kept going. I was actually offered refreshments at one point, to ‘keep up my stamina’. How absolutely insane is that? I would have loved to have a bite of whatever was on the tray, but the three pairs of spanx cinching in my midsection refused to budge, thus preventing me from eating the rest of the evening. People were serious when they claimed beauty was pain, because these damn undergarments were going to be the death of me.

“Hoedown!”
Brody shouted loudly over the crowd, laughing and pointing just ahead of us.

“Please don’t tell me we have to square dance?” I groaned, peeking around the side of Reid to see what the commotion was. “What in the world are you talking about?” I asked Brody, giving him a questionable glance.

“That chick up there in the sparkly red dress just kicked rocks. Hoedown duh, Molly.” Brody looked at me with an irritated glance, and then went back to feeling up the poor model that was probably by now regretting that decision.

“Down south we
call those hoedowns gatherings you know where people eat lots of pie and square dance amongst barrels of hay?” I mentioned to Reid.

“Remember we are in LA
, Molly Anne, and well, Brody speaks very literal.”

“Poor girl,” I mumbled while turning to smile at another set of cameras. I couldn’t ima
gine what words could have been ushered if I took a header. Knowing Brody it would be something creative no less.

“Can we get some single
s?” a camera man shouted as we continued to pose. Acknowledging the request, I pulled away from Reid’s side and took a few steps over toward Tiny.

“Not you
, Reid; we want her,” another man shouted as Reid turned to me and beamed. It’s almost like his experiment at the science fair was just awarded first place. This shiny new Molly was getting the pap’s approval seal, and that man couldn’t look more thrilled. Reid extended his hand out to mine, bringing me closer to the flashing lights.

“Smile and pose pretty for the camera whores,” Reid whispered in my ear, causing me to giggle. “Give me your purse.” Tossing him a puzzled look, I handed over my clutch.

“Reid Chambers, carrying a woman’s bag. Is this serious, Reid?”

“Well
, she is the love of my life,” he hollered back while tossing me a playful wink. I panicked when he made that outward confession on our relationship, stumbling ever so slightly in my sparkly heels.

“Reid,” I mentioned through clenched teeth, still forcing a smile that had started to hurt twenty minutes ago.

“Thanks, guys,” Reid called out, slipping his arm once again around my waist and placing a kiss along my jawbone.

“What in the hell was that?”

“Just staking my claim, Baby.” He squeezed my side again. “Are you ready to head inside?”

“Finally
.” I let out an exhausted sigh. If wearing spanx and this dress wasn’t enough, Reid just declared me his property to the whole world. I needed a glass of champagne, or better yet, just give me a bottle of vodka and we could call it an evening.

One would never know
these award shows last forever. It’s all contained in a two or three hour segment on cable television, but actually attending the event takes much longer. The politics in show business is even more of an issue than having Reid call out our relationship. These people no longer associate with this person; this person is evil, and so on and so on. There was no way in hell I would remember even a quarter of their names tomorrow. The only person I knew I wouldn’t forget was the charming bus boy who kept refilling my wine glass anytime it was remotely low. His name was Nathan, and if I wasn’t in total love with Reid, I would have taken that boy home. Bless his heart for keeping me boozed throughout the night, considering if I had to listen to another one of the skinny model bitches complain about their job or whatever bullshit, I was going to shank a bitch.

“
You doing alright?” Reid said quietly, pretending to still be engaged in conversation with Bill number six.

“I’m dying for a cheeseburger, my feet are starting a petition to overthrow my leadership, and I’m slightly buzzed. Alright, I’m really drunk, but at least I have yet to break the seal.”

Reid laughed lightly and playfully swatted my ass. “I promise the moment we get out of here, you can ditch the shoes, get naked in the limo, and I’ll feed you all the cheeseburgers you can eat.”

“You are so romantic.” Flashi
ng him a naughty smile, I couldn’t help but think about peeling the layers of spanx off my body and ripping the tape off my side boob. Ah, the simple joys.

“Are we going out after this?” Brody asked the group, bouncing up and down like a drunken idiot.

My eyes grew wide in horror as his looked over at Reid. There went my opportunity to get out of the dress and stuff my face with greasy goodness.

“Thanks
, brother, but I think we are just going to head back to the hotel,” Reid chatted, quickly giving me a sly grin.

Thank god for cheeseburgers and a man who understand the need to feed
me.

“I love you
, Molly, but you really put a damper on Reid when you’re around. Shit, looks like I’ve lost my wingman again,” Brody raved as his hands reached around and groped the model’s ass.

“Feel free to punch the fucker in the face,” I commented to the blonde
, showing my obvious disgust for the man.

“Whatever
, Molly; that man is great at picking up chicks.”

“Chicks?”
I questioned, tossing Reid a death glare.

“Chicks for him
, Molly Anne, just chicks for him,” Reid said in protest, quickly holding his hands up in surrender. 

Tightening my lips, I shook
my head. Brody had better be talking out his asshole, otherwise Reid and I had a massive discussion coming.

Chapter 23

Bitch please; I don’t need a sugar daddy.

The moment the limo door closed my shoes flew across the backseat. Groaning as I flattened my feet against the floorboards, I sunk back into the leather seats, slouching like the nastiest of women in the hood.

“Comfortable?” Reid chuckled, loosening the tie around his neck.

“Wait,” I replied, quickly lifting the hair off the back of my neck and turning toward him. “Unzip me please.” Reid’s fingers slid across the bare skin above my shoulders, slowly grabbing the tag of the zipper and easing it down my back. Pulling the black fabric down around my shoulders, he pressed his lips along my spine, instantly sending tingles down my body.

“I really love when you do that, but………………I really need to eat.” Dropping my hair, I turn back around to face Reid. An amused look graced his face, as I shrug
ged my shoulders. The last thing that went into my stomach was a banana this morning. Danielle was terrified of any sign of bloat in the dress, thus forbidding me to eat anything until after the show.

“
Cheeseburgers, got it.”

“You know I love you
, right?” Leaning over in my seat, I quickly brushed my lips across his and pat the side of his cheek. “But I really need some grease right now.”

Sitting buck ass naked in the middle of our massive hotel bed, I had a cheeseburger in one hand, and a strawberry shake in the other. I had already inhaled a full cheeseburger and a large fry in the limo, making Reid take the sack away from me and promising that he would give it back once we got to our room. Like a hooker to a crack rock, I followed that man quickly through the back service entrance of the hotel, shoeless, and my dress half way unzipped, trailing the smell of the delectable goodness Reid carried in his hand. I didn’t care what it looked like as the staff looked at me, wondering why I looked like a hot mess scampering after a rock star carrying a fast food sack. But, I didn’t care. All I wanted was the sack back from Reid, getting naked, and a hot bath to soothe my aching muscles; in that exact order too.

“Taste good?” Reid wandered into the bedroom, freshly showered and in a pair of dark charcoal sweats. My mouth was stuffed with another bite of the greasy wonder, so all I could do was smile and nod. Eating these bad boys was sheer bliss. “You want some clothes to put on?”

“I’m good,” I mumbled, taking a large sip of my shake to clear my mouth. “I am so full.”

“Well, you should be. I don’t know where you managed to put all the food, but damn
Woman, you just put down a ton.” Reid chuckled, grabbing the little remaining burger from my hand and stuffing it into his mouth.

“Do you not see the food baby taking up residence in my bell
y?” I groaned, falling backward onto the bed and rubbing my extended stomach.

“All I see is that stunning creamy white skin of yours.” Reid reached over and ran his hand over my naked breasts. His heavily tattooed arms were a stark contrast against my pale
, plain skin.

“I think I want a tattoo,” I blurted out, propping my head up on the side of my hand.

“Why do you want to mark your body, Molly Anne? It’s perfect just like that.”

“One could say the same about your skin at one point. I don’t know, I just think I want one finally.”

“What would you get?” Reid’s hand stopped over my left nipple ring, flicking it lightly with his finger tip.

“I haven’t really thought that far. I just know I have always wanted one, and now seemed like a better time than waiting forever.”

“Well, I’ll take you if you want,” Reid commented, his gaze still hooked on my nipples.

“Thanks
, Babe,” I said with a grin. Permanently marking my body with something kind of made me excited. It wasn’t like another piercing that I could take out when I got bored. This ink would be there for the rest of my life. It had to be something special, so I didn’t hate myself twenty years down the line when the cute leopard I got on my chest turned into a fucking long neck giraffe due to gravity.

“I need to take a shower,” I announced, pushing Reid’s hand away from my breast and rolling off the tall bed. “Want to join me?” Flashing Reid a naughty smile, I skip
ped off to the shower, knowing that man was not far behind me.

“I can’t believe you told the report
ers that I was the love of your life.” I laughed, rolling over in bed to face Reid. After gorging myself on straight grease and carbs, and a long shower with a little sexual tension release, we spent the next couple hours playing in bed. I knew our time was short together this morning, as I was getting back on a plane to embark on the last week and half of the tour, and Reid was heading back into the studio. There was never enough hours in the day that we got to see each other, always getting tore apart by other requirements. I swore, once this tour was over, I just wanted to spend a week straight with Reid in my apartment. No clothing for the entire week, only nakedness, delivery food, and lots and lots of sex. Well, maybe we should stay at Reid’s place, considering I shared the small apartment with Megan, and well, having her take a peek at his pecker would be entirely too weird for our friendship. Then again, she did sleep with Chance, so obviously she could handle a little promiscuity.

“Want to order some breakfast?” Reid spoke as he gently pushed my hair behind my ear.

“You have got to be kidding me. Did you forget how much I stuffed in my face last night? I’m pretty sure I plowed my way through an entire farm last night.”

“Old Miss Molly had a farm,” Reid began to sing.

“Stop right there, you ass. First, I’m not old. Second, do you really think I would ever have a farm? And third, I ate beef and potatoes last night. No chicken, no duck, no horse, no pig, and definitely no cock.” I managed to say cock with a straight face, while completely dying inside of laughter. Reid smirked at the comment and pressed his lips into mine. Slowly, I pulled back and began to sink lower under the covers.

“What are you doing
, Molly Anne?” Reid wondered, lifting the white sheet to look underneath.

At that point, I was dick to face with his impressive member. I wasn’t hungry for any meal, but could definitely put a little something in my mouth this morning. Push
ing his hip down to make him lie flat on the bed, I made myself comfortable between his legs, letting the softness of the sheets caress my backside.

Firmly, I grabbed his cock between my hands and eagerly lowered my lips around it. Instantly his member hardened in m
y mouth, letting the hardness fill my eager lips. Methodically, I began to suck, letting his dick slide further and further down my throat. I wasn’t going to be able to take all of him, but I knew working the little remaining shaft with my hands would send the boy into a tizzy of euphoric release.

“Oh god,
Molly,” Reid moaned, arching his back to force himself further in my mouth. Pinning his hips back into the bed, I lightly ran my teeth down his shaft, forcing Reid to shiver in bliss.

“You like that
, Baby?” I asked before shoving his cock back into my mouth, licking and sucking the tip of his head.

“Fuck Molly, you are going to make me blow.”

Smiling as my lips slid down Reid’s cock again, I felt his member tense as I bobbed my head up and down over the length.

“Molly
, seriously, you need to stop if you don’t want me to cum in your mouth.” Hearing that this man was so close, feeling the hardness between my lips, knowing that soon I would taste his salty goodness made me wet between my legs. Swiftly, I pulled his cock out from my lips, and forcefully grabbed his shaft with my left hand. Licking the head of his member with my tongue, I waited for that first taste of him releasing himself into my mouth.

“Damn it,
Molly……………………..” Reid moaned as his body became rigid and a warm mess came gushing into my mouth. Normally, I wouldn’t swallow. I had never liked the taste of cum before; always being a little too bitter or salty for my liking. But, this was a completely different moment. Releasing my grip around his cock, I carefully wiped my lips with the back of my hands, letting a satisfied smile spread across my face. Carefully, I crawled up his body and poked my head back out of the covers.

“Molly Anne
, that was fucking fantastic,” Reid said, dropping his head back on the pillow.

“I’m kind of hungry now,” I revealed, tossing the covers from around my body and
swinging myself out of the massive bed.

Reid grabbed my wrist and pulled me back onto the mattre
ss. “It’s my turn for breakfast.” He smiled wickedly while pinning my body back to the bed.

Oh praise the lord.

“I’m going to miss you,” I muttered into Reid’s chest. Saying goodbye was always the hardest thing to do. Well, technically not getting to say goodbye was harder, but this truly took a close second.

“I’ll see you back in Seattle in two weeks. We are wrapping up the studio time,
and then back to the home office to start planning the launch of the album.” Letting out a gloomy sigh, Reid rubbed his hand up and down my back in comfort, trying to ease the pain of the situation. It wasn’t like this was a goodbye and see you never again type deal; like the final days with your summer camp romance. There would be no promising to write and email, because you knew this time it was the real deal. People had to spend time apart to make things work. Being away from each other gave us time to be appreciative of the little amount we got to share together. Sure it sucked massive donkey balls, but it was something that just had to be dealt with.

“Alright, break up the love fest
, you two. There is a plane on the tarmac with our name on it, and I swear if I don’t get some fucking coffee a major bitch attack is going to happen. Forget shark week, we are going to have our very own
Jaws
movie unfolding in five minutes,” Danielle ranted from behind her large sunglasses.

“
Hung-over a little bitch?” I growled at her, pretending to drop kick her tall scrawny ass.

“Fuck you
, little miss sunshine; not all of us got laid last night.”

“Now girls, maybe you should kiss and make up,” Brody commented, coming up next to Danielle and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

“Seriously, get your diseased, dirty, nasty smelling, douche pancake self off of my body. Get your brain checked, Brody, because no one wants to touch your Slim Jim. You’re welcome.” Danielle shrugged his arm off her shoulders and stomped away, leaving us standing there trying to refrain from laughing.

“Is she always that cheerful?” Reid questioned, letting one of his eyebrows crinkle against his forehead.

“Actually, that was pretty tame for her. I’m impressed how well she held back.” I laughed, looking over at Brody, who stood there in shock from getting verbally punched in the balls.

“Bitch
, we have to go,” Danielle shouted as she shoved her way out the large glass door.

“I think I’m being beckoned.”

“I’ll see you in two weeks,” Reid said cheerfully, pulling my body back into his quickly and pressing his lips into mine. Groaning as his tongue slid into my eager mouth, I knew I had to pull back swiftly. Otherwise, we would end up naked in public, and probably arrested. “Take this,” Reid added, shoving a hard plastic card into my hand.

Taking a peek at what he had placed in my hand, my ears got hot when I realized what it was. “I don’t need your fucking card
, Reid,” I threatened, slamming the plastic credit card into his chest.

“Just keep it for emergencies
, Molly Anne.  It would make me feel better knowing that you were taken care of.”

“Did you fucking hit your head on a rock recently? Do you not remember where in the hell I came from? My parents had money
, Reid. I have money, and a job, and I don’t need you playing some sugar daddy to me when I can make it on my own just fine.” Seething, I spun on my heels quickly and stormed my way to the door.

“Molly Anne, it wasn’t meant like that,” Reid called out as my hand slammed into the chrome handlebar. Turning around as the door closed, I flipped Reid the finger and snorted. Fuck that man if he thought he was going to be taking car
e of me with his money. I wasn’t some whore who could be bought with the swipe of his damn credit card.

“What crawled up your pussy so quickly,” Danielle grumbled as she waited for the cabin doors to be opened.

“Fucking Reid and shoving a credit card in my face.”

“What color was it?” Danielle questioned.

“I don’t know; fucking black or some other shit like that.” I refused to look back at the building, knowing that Reid was still probably inside wondering what in the world he did wrong.

“Girl, if that man gave you his black
American Express
card and you refused it, well then you are a dumbass.”

“A fucking credit card does not mean our relationship is solid. That’s stupid
, Danielle.”

“A black credit card in this world is basically the step before he puts a ring on it. Seriously
, Molly, you better be sucking a lot of dick to make up for this screw up.”