by Casey Peeler
As I swing higher and higher, I jump out of my skin when I hear Chase’s voice. Glancing over my shoulder, I see him. “What the hell, Chase?” I inquire with a little anger in my voice.
“I just wondered if you were having the same problem I was having.”
“And what would that be?” I ask like a smartass as I come to a complete stop on the swing.
Chase approaches me and begins to push me on the swing. As he pushes me, I relax and think about all the times we used to do this. “The thought of you and me.” Planting my bare feet on the ground, I abruptly halt myself mid-swing, jump up, and face Chase.
“No, that’s not what I was thinkin’ about! Not you and me! More like Jake and me!”
I can see the hurt in Chase’s eyes and the anger bulging from his veins. As he gathers his thoughts, he doesn’t look at me. Once he has his feelings and thoughts in check, he tells me exactly what he’s thinking. “When are you going to wake up and realize that this is just a getaway for him, Bella Blu? Did you not see him checking out Lynds tonight? Lord only knows what happened when they jumped, if you know what I mean.”
I take a step toward him to show him I’m not going to back down. “You asshole! Don’t you dare say that! He’s different. I know I shouldn’t have crossed that line, but it’s been crossed whether you like it or not,” Then I back away and walk toward the house, leaving Chase standing there alone.
Once I’m in my bedroom, I glance out the window toward the swing. I see Chase sitting there, but not swinging. Not wanting to apologize, I crawl into bed, only to toss and turn even more than before. I shouldn’t have said that to Chase. It was spiteful and not how I am. Letting my conscience get the best of me, I grab my phone, send him a quick text to tell him I’m sorry and hope he’ll still save me a dance tomorrow night at Joe’s. When he doesn’t respond, a tear falls from my eye and eventually I drift off to sleep. Tonight has ended in disaster.
Chapter 7
Waking up, I hear the tractor going in the distance and several people laughing and talking. What time is it? I peek at the clock and can hardly believe that it is almost noon. I never sleep this late. Feeling a little upset with myself, I jump up and throw on some old clothes. I had planned to help Daddy on the farm today. I figured that Jake might like to do a little farm work.
I stop by the guest room, and it’s very evident that Jake isn’t in here. Mama has brunch ready for me because breakfast is definitely over.
“Hey, honey! I saved you some, but you better be glad I did. Those men ate like a house full of teenage boys. I don’t know what I would’ve done with a house full of those!”
Shaking my head, I take the plate, eat, and talk to Mama about everything.
“Bella, sweet girl. Let me tell you. Be careful whatever you do, but know that if you choose Jake, things will never be the same with Chase. He’s always loved you. Beau will always support you, but it’s been hard on him. He wants out, and I want to help him, but I don’t know how.”
“Mama, I have Beau covered. I haven’t told him yet, but if I headline, he’s going to work for me. It will open so many doors for him. I was really mean to him last night, though. Jake called us five-year-olds.”
Mama laughs as she sets her coffee cup back down. “Y’all will always be that way.”
“So, where is everyone?”
Mama points to the window, and I see Daddy, Beau, and Jake out in the field working together. I smile as I finish my food and then make my way outside.
“Somebody could’ve woken me, ya know? Someone needs to show you how to really do work on a farm,” I tell Jake who is standing there in a pair of worn-out jeans and cutoff T-shirt that he must have borrowed from Beau. Damn, who thought my brother’s clothes could look that good on someone.
“I think someone needed to rest up after a long night on the tire swing,” Beau says, and I cut my eyes at him.
Jake looks at me inquisitively, and I tell him he doesn’t wanna know.
Shaking it off, he goes back to working, and I join right in. After a couple of hours, we are all beat, and Mama has lunch ready. We go in and enjoy before going to finish one more task for Daddy.
“Hey, Jake. I gotta go check the fence out by the creek. You wanna go?” He gives me another curious look and smirks.
“Hell, yeah. I wanna go.”
Loading up the Gator, we take anything we might need to repair a loose post or wire. It’s an easy fix, especially with both of us working.
“Wanna go for a swim?” I wink.
“I thought you’d never ask,” he says as he takes off his shirt and tosses it onto the Gator before removing his jeans. I know exactly what I’m about to do, but I decide to keep his curiosity at its pique as we make our way down to the creek.
Once we are there, I kick off my shoes, unbutton my shorts, and shimmy out of them while keeping one eye on Jake. Yeah, that was the right move. Then, I pull my tank top over my head and toss it onto the pile on the ground before jumping in.
As I surface, I’m met by another splash and automatically dragged underwater in one swift motion. When I reach the top, I find Jake with eyes full of passion.
“Belle, why’d you have to do that? Are you tryin’ to kill me? I’m tryin’ to be a good boy.”
“Well, now, who said I wanted a good boy?” I ask as I disappear under the water and toward the rock island in the middle of the creek.
As I begin to crawl up the rock, Jake comes up behind me and pulls me back into the water. Falling backwards, I land right in his arms. He turns me around, pushes me up against the rock, and takes control like any good man would.
Chapter 8
After Jake and I have pushed every limit possible in the creek, we relax a few minutes as the sun starts to set in the sky.
“I guess we better get back. We’ve got a big night ahead of us tonight. I can only imagine what Cole’s got planned.”
“More like what Lyndsay and Chase have planned,” Jake says. “You know they are the ones behind it.”
“I know, but that’s why I love them. They love me for me.”
We climb out of the creek, and I put my clothes back on before we make our way to the Gator. Jake does the same once we reach it.
“I really hate that this is gonna end tomorrow,” he says as fear runs through my veins.
“Whatcha mean?” I question.
“I just mean all of this,” he replies as he points to the farm. “This has been the best break I’ve ever had… ever.” He places his hand on my cheek. Not giving him a chance, I remove the space and place my lips on his and my arms around his neck. Once we finish, he starts to laugh.
“What’s so funny?”
“You know we aren’t gonna get anything done on tour now. We can’t keep ourselves off each other.”
“That’s not a bad thing,” I say as I make my way to the driver’s seat. “Come on, music god. We’ve got places to go and people to sing our hearts to.”
Once we are back at the house, we go our separate ways to get ready. Looking in my closet, I know exactly what I’m going to wear—a strapless cream-colored mini dress with a brown belt and a pair of Corral ladies Heart And Wing cowboy boots. Gazing into the mirror, I know that I need to wear my hair down. Once I’m finished, I stare back into the mirror, realizing how proud I am of myself. I have become the person I always dreamed of, and I have my friends and family to thank, but now I have someone that understands it as much as I do… Jake.
As I finish putting on the essential accessories, there’s a brief knock at the door, and when I open it, I see Beau. He’s not dressed for Joe’s like I expected.
“Are you not goin’?” I ask.
“Nah. Y’all go have fun.”
“Beau Bear! You have got to go!”
“Please tell me you didn’t just pull the Beau Bear card?
Batting my eyelashes, I reply, “You bet your ass I just did!”
“Seriously? You want me to go with y’all tonight? I thou
ght I might interfere with you two lovebirds.” He sounds like the most annoying brother ever, but I must have the word ‘guilty’ written all over my face because he just smiles that I told you so smile.
“Not a damn word,” I say, pointing my finger at him.
“Well, my only comment is this. He’s a great guy, but he’s not the one.” I give him a look that could kill as he finishes his statement. “Have fun and enjoy life. You’re living your dream. Don’t let a guy hold you back, but if I were a bettin’ man, I’d say you’ve already met your prince.”
Turning around from Beau, I don’t know what to say. I begin to question Jake and me, Chase and me, and the decisions I have made over the past few days.
“Belle, don’t worry about what you do. I know you enough to know that you will make the right one when the time comes. I think Sarah and I might go, but you don’t need us tagging along with y’all. We’ll meet y’all there.”
“Aight, Beau Bear,” I say as I give him a hug. We might fight like we’re five, but he’s the best brother a girl could have, and one day I’m going to show him how important he is to me.
As Beau turns to leave, I know I need to tell him my thoughts. “Hey, Beau Bear?”
“Yeah?” he asks as he glances over his shoulder at the doorway.
“Um, I’ve been meanin’ to tell ya. This headline thing. If it happens, I want you on the road with me.”
His eyes get the size of grapefruits. “Huh? What are you talkin’ ‘bout?”
Making my way to him, I look him in the eye and tell him. “I want you to design my set and make sure everything goes like it’s supposed to! I trust only you for that!”
“Really?!” he asks for reassurance. As I nod my head yeah, he takes me and picks me up and gives me the biggest Beau Bear hug of my life.
Once he puts me down, I grab my purse, and Beau and I make our way into the hallway. I stop mid-stride and gawk when I see the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes upon. Closing the door to the guest room, I see Jake in a pair of Double “V” Straight Shooter jeans that I don’t think I’ve ever seen an ass look that good in and a blue plaid pearl snap that is fitted in all the right places. He turns toward me and smiles that perfect half-grin that drives me and every other girl wild.
“Belle, you look fabulous,” Jake says as he approaches me and kisses me on the cheek in front of Beau.
Not wasting another second, Beau takes his chance to leave. “Belle, we’ll meet y’all there.” I nod, and Beau makes his ways downstairs.
“You don’t look so bad yourself,” I say as I nudge him on the shoulder. “I don’t know how we’re gonna keep the barflies off ya.”
“Real funny. I don’t think I’ll have to worry about that with you on my arm.”
“Is that so, Mr. Bryant?”
“Yes, ma’am. I believe so. Now, let’s go; honestly, I’m ready to enjoy a night out with a small stage.”
“I couldn’t agree more.”
Mama and Daddy are getting ready to leave the house when we get downstairs.
“Well, look at y’all! If I didn’t know better, I’d think y’all were hot country stars or somethin’,” Mama says. “Y’all have fun, but be careful. We’re going out with the Morgans tonight.” She kisses me goodbye and hugs Jake. Daddy gives us a nod on the way out the door.
“You wanna eat here, or see what we can find on the way?” I ask.
“Oh, we’re stoppin’ on the way. I’d love to have a good burger.”
I begin to cheese from ear to ear. “I think you just stole my heart! I know exactly where we need to go. Come on.”
Closing the door behind us, we make our way to Jake’s truck. I give him a one turn and stoplight direction to The Depot, home of the best burgers this side of Charlotte. Pulling into the parking lot, Jake looks uncertain. Placing my hand on his leg, I reassure him that this is the best burger joint around.
Once we are inside, we take the corner booth and order double bacon cheeseburgers, onion rings, and milkshakes. When the burgers arrive in front of us, my mouth begins to water just thinking about the taste explosion that is about to occur. Instead of digging in first, I watch Jake. The sound that escapes his mouth is damn near erotic.
He struggles for a napkin, and I help him out and wipe his mouth. “See. I told ya,” I say with a wink.
“No wonder you lit up like a Christmas tree when I said ‘burger’. We have got to bring the crew here on our way back to Nashville.”
“Sounds good to me.”
We finish eating and feel as full as a tick. “Ohmygosh, Jake! I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to move when we get there.”
“Oh I’m sure you will. I’m gonna make damn sure you’re dancin’ with me tonight.”
Jake picks up the tab, and we make our way back to Charlotte. Once we are off I-85, I can’t help but get excited. This is where my life changed, and it will always be like home to me.
As we make our way onto Wilkinson Boulevard, my heartbeat increases, and a smile spreads across my face. I can see the red neon light in the distance. Once we are there, we pull into the gravel parking lot, and I notice the line is not too long to get inside. Getting out my phone, I text Chase to let us in the back door anyway.
“Aight, Chase is gonna let us in around back.”
Jake comes around and opens the door for me, but after closing the door, he pulls me into a strong embrace. He takes my soft blonde hair and places it behind my ear as he looks into my eyes.
“Belle, this is our night. Just us. Let’s let loose and have some fun before we’re back to reality.” Biting my lip, I nod in agreement, and then his lips press against mine.
Taking me by the hand, we walk around back, and Chase is standing there in a pair of jeans and a black fitted tee with the Coyote Joe’s logo in the corner.
“Well, if it’s not the best thing I’ve seen all night!” Chase says with a wink, and I wrap my arms about him.
“You’re not so bad yourself. I’m surprised you don’t have to fight off the girls being all big and swollen in that shirt and all.”
“Ah, you know you like it!”
“Eh, it’s okay.” I laugh, and we go inside.
Walking inside is like going back in time. The mechanical bull is to my right, and one drunk girl has already gotten enough liquid courage to ride it. The lights give an orange glow, and the bar in the middle is packed. As I glimpse over at the bar, I see Lyndsay. She throws her hand up, and the three of us walk that way.
Once Jake and I get a beer, Chase excuses himself to get back to work. We talk briefly before going to the dance floor. All the country line dancers we can stand greet us, and we join right in. Glancing over my shoulder, I laugh at the fact that no one has noticed us yet. When the song ends, I look to my right and see Cole.
“Cole!” I squeal as I head his direction. Jake and I talk to him a few minutes, and then Jake excuses us when he hears Brantley Gilbert’s “Bottoms Up” coming from the house band. As we turn it up on the dance floor, things definitely heat up for the world to see.
Placing my arms around Jake’s neck, my hips begin to sway to the music as we sing the lyrics together. As the chorus approaches, my hands move to his chest. After staring into his eyes, I turn around and show him everything about “Bottoms Up.”
“Belle, you better stop because I’m about to take you out back and show you what you’re doing to me.”
“I dare you,” I whisper. He takes me by the hand, and we start to make our way out when I hear Blake, the lead singer of the house band, say my name as the spotlight shines directly on me.
“Y’all put your hands together for our very own Belle Montgomery. Get your ass up here and show us what that big stage has done to ya!”
I let go of Jake, glance at Lyndsay and Chase, and make my way to the stage. Everything about this night feels right—being at Joe’s with my friends, Jake, and living life to the fullest.
As I take the stage, the crowd goes crazy. The
house band greets me with open arms, and I feel at home. I tell them I wanna go back in time by taking it back to when I used to do this regularly. Without mentioning the song, they take their places, and Zack, the drummer, counts five-six-seven-eight. The sound of Miranda Lambert’s “Kerosene” begins to echo through the speakers, and I approach the microphone. Performing it like the first time I ever did on this stage, I sing with every ounce of my being. After a few other covers, I sing my new release, “Some Kinda Heartbreak.” As I lose myself in the song, I can’t help but relive the last time I stepped on this stage and who greeted me as soon as I got off it. Chase. I glance over and find him and Jake watching every move I make.
As I finish my last note, the light bulb goes off. I’ve got to get out of the past and into the future. I do the only thing that makes sense in the moment.
“How y’all doin’ tonight? I’m so glad to be back home, but I’ve got a surprise. How many of y’all love Jake Bryant?” I can see Jake shaking his head no, but I don’t care. It will be fun. “How’d you like to see us perform right here tonight for the first time together?” The crowd hoots and hollers. “Come on, Jake! For the crowd?” I say with my hands on my hips and my biggest pouty lips. He smiles and makes his way to the stage.
Jake takes a minute to talk to the band. He knows exactly what songs he wants to perform, including a duet with me that he says will make Chase smile. I know exactly what he means. Our song. It’s one of the most famous duets in country music— “It’s Your Love” by Tim and Faith. You’d think that this would make me happy, but instead, I’m the most anxious I have ever been in my life. Jake gives the crowd what they want by doing what he does best on stage. I step back out of the light and enjoy the view just like on tour. This time things are different. We are different. Different than we were a few hours ago. I feel like he’s trying to prove himself against Chase, and I’m not sure how I feel about that.