Page 8 of Wasted Oil

From breathing so deeply this past couple hours itfeels like the air or life has completely been sucked out of me. Curling my lips inwards and biting them from within I place my shades over my eyes and turn the volume up on my stereo to drown out the voices in my head telling me to look back. But I can’t.

Part of my world is missing on the side of that curb and he deserves to get a goodbye with an explanation, a hug and maybe sealed with a kiss. But I can’t do that either because looking into those eyes I’d surrender and never leave. Instead I pass the road that would lead to the Parker Farm.

“Goodbye Cowboy”.

Chapter two

“The mouth on that man.”

Melanie

Present Day

"Thank you everyone for coming! I hope y'all have a good night!” I say into the mic as my set finishes for the night. My band and I have finished our third set this week which may seem little to everyone but to us we are lucky if we even get one nowadays.

We are called The Druthers.

It started with just me and my guitarist David. I met him when I was working at Honky Tonk Central and he was up on stage completely killing it on the guitar. The rest is history. We have acquired the other members of the band and now we are a big happy family, for the most part.

Looking back I see David, grabbing the jacket I shrugged off during the show.

"Hey, sugar!” He comes jogging with his guitar in one hand and my jacket in the other. David is handsome with his sparkling blue eyes, drool worthy body and his blonde hair, he towers over me for sure.

How can a girl not hop on that train?

Me. I'm that girl.

I’ve slept with him on multiple occasions with nothing serious in sight. No, there's only one man who I would love and dream about being with but seeing as I probably ruined my chances with him, I guess David will do.

I mean a girl had needs, right?

Rhett's called me multiple times after I left, but I could never build up the strength to answer. So instead I kept all his messages and voicemails and listened to them far too many times to count. It's probably not the healthiest, but I'm only human. I couldn’t go my whole life dreaming that one day he and I would be together, I lost that chance the moment I crossed the state line not looking back.

He stops right in front of me showing his million dollar smile.

"Here you forgot this on the stage.” He hands me the jacket as we climb off.

"Thank you, I had forgotten I was wearing it.” He throws his arm around my shoulders and gives me a kiss on my head.

"No problem sugar.”

A little swoon worthy? Yeah I know it is.

Tonight's crowd was insane, I never felt more alive than I have tonight. Being in Nashville, the country music capital city of the world has one of the best crowds for sure. Sure we could fill a bar but this was an actual small concert venue.

"Great job my lovelies! Y’all nailed it!” My manager Layla walks in her heeled boots clicking on the ground.

"David, solid solo. Annie, lovely backup. And Shawn, drumming superb as always and my girl Mel Mel fabulous as ever, y’all make me proud.” She is from South Carolina, a real southern belle, her accent sometimes so thick I can't understand her. I roll my eyes at her dramatics .

"What do you say you and me continue what we started this morning when we get back to the house?” David whispers in my ear his hot breath making goosebumps erupt snaking his arms around my waist pulling me in to feel his ever growing erection.

"Mhmm, That sounds nice.” I twist in his arms now facing him, wrapping my arms around his neck batting my eyelashes giving him my most seductive look I can conjure up.

"Sugar.” He leans his head down to the crook of my neck and leaves little kisses up to my ear.

“The way you look tonight, I’m fixin to take you right here with everyone watching.” My eyes roll back and he continues his attack on my neck.

"Get a room!” We hear Shawn, our drummer yell from the other side of the room but that doesn't stop David no, while still holding me close, sucking and kissing on my neck he takes one hand and flips the bird to Shawn.

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