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at least it made me feel good.
“Are you riding with us , Molly?” Tiny questioned, closing the storage units under the bus.
“Yep, I guess so,” I replied with a shrug.
Tiny let out a huge grin and wrapped his big arm around my shoulders, guiding me to the door.
“I don’t think that man has ever been told no. I like you already, girl.” Tiny laughed, motioning for me to head up the stairs first.
I offered him a small smirk back. I was going to tell that man no all the damn time, even if everything in my body screamed a totally different thing.
“Tacos! I want Jack-In-The-Box tacos,” Brody yelled, sprawled out on one of the two couches up front.
Nodding to the driver that we were all accounted for, I took the closest seat to the wall, leaving plenty of space between the guys and myself.
“Why are you on this bus?” Reid snapped at me.
“Well, because apparently you didn’t watch Sesame Street growing up, and can’t tell time,” I said calmly, batting my eyelashes at the irritated rocker.
“ Oooh……….did someone hit a nerve there, Reid?” Ryder jabbed, kicking his legs up on the table in front of him.
I had to fight a smile from forming on my lips. I doubt that anyone ever gave Reid Chambers any shit, and tonight he was getting it from a bunch of different angles. I quickly glanced back at Ryder who sat there with a shit eating grin on his face, taking a long pull from the bottle in his hands.
I was about to experience life on the road with rock stars. Could it get any better than this?
“Fuck you both, Man,” Reid snarled, turning on his heels and stomping for the back of the bus.
This was going to be an adventure to say the least.
Chapter 7: Not now vagina.
It wasn’t like the couches on the bus were not comfy; it’s just that they were couches. I’ve always struggled with sleep my entire life. My brain goes five million miles an hour and even when I try to turn it off it doesn’t work. Counting sheep was useless, considering once I reached an obscene amount of sheep, I started adding things into the mix. Five hundred and nine sheep, seven elephants, two mallard ducks, and one tiny bitch dog, oh and don’t forget the E-I-E-I-O part, too. Then it became a task of trying to remember what I was adding, and well, fuck sleep at that point. So there I sat, staring out the large tinted windows, watching as the highway rolled on by, alone. The guys had gone back to their bunks some time ago, and that left me with the bus driver, who didn’t speak a word to me. Now would be the perfect time to pick away at Simon, but of course he went on the bus I was supposed to be on. Imagine that.
Softly a melody overtook my mind, and I quietly started to place a few words here and there along the chorus line. How easily I could get lost in music, letting the rest of the world drown out and the melodies take me away. It was music for my soul, therapy for my mind, and lyrics to help heal my heart.
“Can’t sleep?” Reid questioned, throwing himself down on the couch across from me.
Startled by his words my body jolted from my musical daze. Hearing his voice at two a.m. was not something I was prepared to face. This man turned my world upside down and inside out. He was so complicated one moment, and then, just a simple man the very next second. It’s that vulnerability that makes him so damn irresistible, even the strongest of characters wouldn’t be able to deny his charm.
“I don’t sleep much , anyway.” I shrugged my shoulders, pulling my legs up to my chest. There was something about his eyes that I just couldn’t shake. At that moment, I felt like he could look into my soul; see all the secrets and struggles I battled with daily on display. But for some reason, even with the feeling that I was naked, a calming sense rang through the air.
“What were you singing?”
“Oh, nothing. Just some words.” Music was my safe haven, and sharing that with him scared the shit
“Are you riding with us , Molly?” Tiny questioned, closing the storage units under the bus.
“Yep, I guess so,” I replied with a shrug.
Tiny let out a huge grin and wrapped his big arm around my shoulders, guiding me to the door.
“I don’t think that man has ever been told no. I like you already, girl.” Tiny laughed, motioning for me to head up the stairs first.
I offered him a small smirk back. I was going to tell that man no all the damn time, even if everything in my body screamed a totally different thing.
“Tacos! I want Jack-In-The-Box tacos,” Brody yelled, sprawled out on one of the two couches up front.
Nodding to the driver that we were all accounted for, I took the closest seat to the wall, leaving plenty of space between the guys and myself.
“Why are you on this bus?” Reid snapped at me.
“Well, because apparently you didn’t watch Sesame Street growing up, and can’t tell time,” I said calmly, batting my eyelashes at the irritated rocker.
“ Oooh……….did someone hit a nerve there, Reid?” Ryder jabbed, kicking his legs up on the table in front of him.
I had to fight a smile from forming on my lips. I doubt that anyone ever gave Reid Chambers any shit, and tonight he was getting it from a bunch of different angles. I quickly glanced back at Ryder who sat there with a shit eating grin on his face, taking a long pull from the bottle in his hands.
I was about to experience life on the road with rock stars. Could it get any better than this?
“Fuck you both, Man,” Reid snarled, turning on his heels and stomping for the back of the bus.
This was going to be an adventure to say the least.
Chapter 7: Not now vagina.
It wasn’t like the couches on the bus were not comfy; it’s just that they were couches. I’ve always struggled with sleep my entire life. My brain goes five million miles an hour and even when I try to turn it off it doesn’t work. Counting sheep was useless, considering once I reached an obscene amount of sheep, I started adding things into the mix. Five hundred and nine sheep, seven elephants, two mallard ducks, and one tiny bitch dog, oh and don’t forget the E-I-E-I-O part, too. Then it became a task of trying to remember what I was adding, and well, fuck sleep at that point. So there I sat, staring out the large tinted windows, watching as the highway rolled on by, alone. The guys had gone back to their bunks some time ago, and that left me with the bus driver, who didn’t speak a word to me. Now would be the perfect time to pick away at Simon, but of course he went on the bus I was supposed to be on. Imagine that.
Softly a melody overtook my mind, and I quietly started to place a few words here and there along the chorus line. How easily I could get lost in music, letting the rest of the world drown out and the melodies take me away. It was music for my soul, therapy for my mind, and lyrics to help heal my heart.
“Can’t sleep?” Reid questioned, throwing himself down on the couch across from me.
Startled by his words my body jolted from my musical daze. Hearing his voice at two a.m. was not something I was prepared to face. This man turned my world upside down and inside out. He was so complicated one moment, and then, just a simple man the very next second. It’s that vulnerability that makes him so damn irresistible, even the strongest of characters wouldn’t be able to deny his charm.
“I don’t sleep much , anyway.” I shrugged my shoulders, pulling my legs up to my chest. There was something about his eyes that I just couldn’t shake. At that moment, I felt like he could look into my soul; see all the secrets and struggles I battled with daily on display. But for some reason, even with the feeling that I was naked, a calming sense rang through the air.
“What were you singing?”
“Oh, nothing. Just some words.” Music was my safe haven, and sharing that with him scared the shit
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