Amy’s green eyes bug out. “What?” “Yep. At this point, I bet Reed would love for the whole world to know he was eating his fiancée’s pussy backstage at an RCR concert, while C-Bomb was doing his mighty best to get her into his bed.” Amy guffaws. “How’d Caleb take it when you told him Reed had swooped in on the reporter?” I ask. “Oh, he was pissed as hell. But, thankfully, not at me. Caleb was surprisingly nice about it when I told him.