Fame by Meghan Quinn Read Free Book Online

second tour as an opening act.”
    “Oh, my God!” Maelani jumped up and down excitedly. “That’s so amazing. I’m so proud of you guys. Wow, I knew you three were good, but to see you succeed from where you came from…that is something you should be so proud of.”
    “We really are,” Willow said, getting a little choked up about thinking where they once were and where they were now. Willow actually had a cash flow, she had clothes, she had food, and she was never going back, ever.  
    “And Playboy ? Damn, girl.” Maelani leaned forward and whispered, “Did you show pussy?”
    Laughing, Willow shook her head. “No, the label made me keep it tasteful, but you know I would have been spreading my legs…”
    Maelani swatted her shoulder and said, “Please, you would never show pussy. Your boobs, yeah, you would flaunt those anytime, anywhere, but not that delicate lady garden of yours.”
    “You’re right about that.” Willow looked at her watch and said, “Hey, I have kind of a date that I have to get to, but let’s exchange numbers because I totally want to hang out later.”
    “Yes, I would love that,” Maelani replied, as they typed each other’s numbers into their cell phones.  
    “Hey, are you still with that Jared guy?” Willow asked, while Maelani finished typing in her number.  
    There was a slight crease in Maelani’s brow at the mention of Jared’s name, making Willow think that things must have gone sour. When they were in a foster house together, Maelani actually left the house at the age of seventeen to go live with her boyfriend, Jared, who was twenty-two at the time. That was the last Willow had ever seen of her.  
    The relationship between Maelani and Jared was always a strange one. He seemed to overpower her most of the time, but Maelani was alright with the way he treated her, so Willow never said anything. But by the way Maelani’s mood changed in a matter of seconds just now, she figured something must have gone wrong between the two of them.  
    “No, we’re not together anymore.”
    “Okay…” Willow felt uncomfortable.  
    “Sorry,” Maelani shook her head. “We can talk about that some other time, not quite a conversation to have in front of the lube aisle.”
    “Understandable,” Willow nodded.  
    “Are you getting lube?” Maelani pointed to the bottles.  
    Willow looked over her shoulder at the fun she was about to embark on and nodded. “Yeah, the date is a bit of a sexual one.”
    “Please, tell me he’s someone you met on tour,” Maelani said, while her demeanor turned from somber to joyful.
    “He is,” Willow wiggled her eyebrows. “He’s so hot, Maelani, like drop dead gorgeous and Latin. He’s really good in bed, but that’s all we really have. It’s nothing serious; we just meet up for a good time.”
    “Oooh, you have a fuck buddy.”
    “I do, and he is a fantastic one at that. Maybe you can come over later; I would love to introduce you, you’re practically family.”
    “Maybe,” Maelani shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t want to interrupt your slippery sexing with all the lube I can see you purchasing.”
    Laughing, Willow said, “Yeah, maybe stop by Sunday for brunch then. I’ll text you the address; it’ll be fun.”
    “Sounds good.”  
    Maelani reached over and pulled Willow into another hug. Willow wrapped her arms around Maelani and relished the comfort of someone familiar other than her bandmates.  
    “I’ll see you Sunday,” Maelani winked and started to walk away.  
    Willow called out and said, “Oh, and by the way, you look damn fine, girl.”
    “You do too,” Maelani waved and walked toward the registers.  
    Feeling elated, Willow walked over to the lube with confidence and grabbed her favorite kind, as well as a pack of condoms that would be pleasurable for not just her, but for him as well.  
    Her phone beeped in her pocket, letting her know she got a text message, no doubt from Cruz. She pulled out her