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December 11 - December 13, 2019
Beau’s golden hair stuck out from under the baseball cap that he wore backward. His square jaw set off a face so heartbreakingly stunning that he had most of the women and some of the men in Blister County fighting for the pleasure of letting him do all kinds of dirty things to them. That, along with his you know you want me smirk, had prompted the media to dub him The Heartbreaker after the success of his first single.
“You’ve promised me Walter is house-trained. You better be right.” He made his way down the steps at the side of the stage. “That dog’s cleaner than most people. He won’t ruin the floors, and if he did, you have my security deposit.” “That money’s going toward eradicating any communicable diseases you might spread around my house.” She made a cross with her fingers and held it out toward him. “Safety first.” His big and boisterous laugh filled the room.
“Stop calling me ma’am, we’ve known each other since kindergarten. And you didn’t wear a dress to the homecoming dance that year because you didn’t go. You contracted mono from Rhett Barber, and there was a big scandal because Rhett also gave mono to his girlfriend Missy, who later keyed your car, for which she had to do twenty hours of community service.”
He scrubbed his face. “A lot, but the short version is Dawn got into my room when I was in the shower and crawled into my bed naked. Rick broke in and tried to beat the shit out of me, and broke Buddy’s arm when the poor guy tried to break up the whole thing.” “Beau.” The shock in her voice was the same still reverberating through him. He rubbed at the ache between his eyes then rested his head in his palm. “I know.” She pushed her half-finished glass of water aside. “Where was your road manager?” A humorless huff came from his throat. “Asleep two doors down. He never heard a thing.”
“I think one of my contacts got washed away.” She turned and surveyed the shower floor. “Ugh, that was my last pair. Now I’ll have to go buy new ones.” A flash of guilt skittered across his face. “Here, let me help you.” He didn’t have to sound so put out. This was his fault, or it would’ve been if she actually wore contacts. She waited until he was on his hands and knees in the stall then flipped on the shower. Of course, it meant she got wetter because she was still in the blast zone, but it was totally worth it. “What the hell?” He twisted to turn off the spray, but accidentally bumped into
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“Hey, why didn’t I get clean sheets last night?” She leaned against Lottie’s door frame with her arms crossed. “Because she didn’t come in at four thirty in the morning.” Her long fingers flipped on the switch for the overhead fan. “Also, I was instructed by my daughter to get the boy cooties off her sheets.”
“I want to introduce you to a few folks.” He held his hand toward a skinny guy with shoulder length black hair poking out from under a straw cowboy hat. “I want you to meet Tom, a kickass bass player that Jack found for me, and my new amazing back-up singer, Tabitha.” He pointed to the soundboard. “And this is Rusty, my road manager, sound guy, and babysitter.” Rusty laughed. “Guilty.” Hailey chuckled. “Good. He needs one.” “Everyone’s a critic.” Beau tried to joke off, but the thought of him needing a babysitter still stung. “Guys, this is Hailey Odom. She owns Boon’s.” Beau motioned to her.
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Hailey pulled back but kept her lips against his. “This is a…a…bad idea.” He placed his hands under her butt and lifted. “The worst.” Her legs went around his waist, and the sensation of her core against his hard-on was an infusion of fuel on the inferno blazing between them. “Should I stop?” “I’ll murder you if you do.” That was all the permission he needed.
The cold of the air conditioner blew across his junk. It seemed cooler than it should have. A quick glance confirmed his greatest fear. “Shit. I didn’t use a condom.” She waved off his panic. “I have an IUD.” But then her head shot up. “What about…” “Jack made me get tested, and everything was fine.”
He’d had some awkward post-sex experiences, including the chick who whipped out a DNA kit and asked if she could swab his cheek in case she was pregnant. And the woman who FaceTimed with her mother post-coitus and forced him to say hello to “Mommy.” But nothing compared to the last five minutes with Hailey. Shit.
His silence only made her madder. “You gave me a freakin’ hickey like a horny teenager!” Laughter tickled the back of his throat. He had no idea why he found this so funny, but he did. His teeth clamped down on the inside of his lip. If he smiled she’d whack off a body part, and he knew the one she’d go for first. He bit harder when the corners of his mouth began to twitch. But he couldn’t control the snort that he tried to disguise as a sneeze. “Are you laughing?”
“I’m a reasonable man. I’m sure we can work something out that would be mutually beneficial.” He stroked the stubble on his chin a few seconds longer than he had to, just to make her sweat. “I know.” She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him, but she didn’t say a word. “I’ll perform at the dance if you continue to be my backup singer until I leave to go on tour. That’ll give me plenty of time to find a replacement.” She jumped to her feet. “That’s extortion.” “You should know.” The shit-eating grin might’ve been a mistake. It seemed to piss her off. Her arms went across her chest
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“Beds are boring. If I’m having a fling, then I want it to be with someone thrilling and imaginative—someone memorable.” She looked him up and down and cocked a brow. “Unless you’re not up to the challenge?” His jade gaze raked her from head to toe. Like a panther circling and hemming in his prey, he moved behind her. “Oh, I’m up for the challenge. The question is, are you?” “Ye…yes.” She’d willingly taunted him and would now pay for that error in judgment. Her brain called her every kind of fool for making such a mistake, but her body screamed… Best mistake ever!
Beau’s warm arm slid around her waist. “You ready to get Lottie and get out of here?” She smiled up at him. “Almost.” The women who had been talking about her earlier were standing just behind Derek. “And Marla, you can take my name off every committee I’m signed up for.” The bottle blonde’s eyes bugged out of her head. “But what about the teacher appreciation lunch next week? You organized the whole thing.” “I’ll send you my notes. I resign as the slave girl for this whole damn town.” She took Beau’s hand. “Find yourselves another sucker. I’m done.”
“You had a sleepover.” He caught his hair in his hand and pulled it out of his face. “Yeah. Well, it wasn’t exactly a sleepover.” “Did you sleep here?” “Yes.” “Then you had a sleepover and didn’t invite me. I invited you to my birthday party, but you didn’t invite me to your sleepover. That’s not very nice, Beau.”
“Um, Luanne? Baby?” Jack’s voice sounded weird. “Yeah?” Jack placed his hands on his wife’s shoulders. “Do you need to go to the bathroom?” “No.” “Are you sure?” Luanne’s dark brows slanted over her blue eyes. “Yes, Jack. I’m a grown woman, and I think I know when I need to go to the bathroom.” She searched his face, which appeared to have lost all color. “Why?” He pointed to a wet spot where she’d been sitting. Beau jumped back like the spot might spontaneously grow and consume him. “Oh,” was all Luanne could say. Just then, a dark stain began to spread down the legs of her pants. “Your water
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LOL Jack a bit shell shocked for a minute or two. Beau's reaction funny too...it's not caustic Heartbreaker.
“When you’re with Beau—” she sniffled and blew out a breath “—your smile is big and real, not fake. And you laugh more when he’s around.” She shrugged. “It’s like you’re not invisible when Beau’s with us.” Kill her now. “Oh, baby, I promise I’ll be less invisible even if Beau’s not around.”
“I think you need to come out here,” Buddy called. He rolled to his feet and yanked the door open. “I told y’all not to need me. What’s so all-fire important…” But his brain drained of words at the sight out the front window. Hailey, Lottie, and May all stood directly in the bus’s path with their suitcases on the ground beside them. Rusty opened the door and the three climbed aboard. Lottie was the first to mount the stairs. “Beau!” She dropped her suitcase and ran into his arms.