My Melody (Downtown Book 3) by TJ West Read Free Book Online Page A

to glaring. He’s trying to read my real thoughts - my thoughts of having anyone get too close to me scares me out of my mind. My rocker boy here has been getting way too close. Going beyond the bed shouldn’t happen.
    "You're fucking whacked, Baby,” he answers back.
    I nod my head. I wholeheartedly agree with him. "That's me - whacked in the sack, Melody.” I then lightly laugh. I am totally whacked, I should be put in some mental hospital for not wanting to keep this hot and sexy man in my bed forever. "You see a forever with me now, Sexy?” I cock an eyebrow. Wayne doesn’t say a word. He keeps his eyes locked on mine, yet doesn’t try to touch me. I’ve made him speechless for once. “I didn't think so."
    Suddenly the front door flies open. "Make yourself comf -" Harmony cuts herself off and gasps. Standing in the doorway is Faith, June and some other girl with red hair. June has a huge, happy grin on her face, while Faith stands there expressionless and the redhead is wide eyed interested. My sister on the other hand is totally embarrassed; her cheeks are bright red. I know how this looks. Me with nothing on except a sheet. Even though this scene is quite awkward to say the least, I brush off Wayne and fake a really over the top introduction to the girls. "Welcome home, Sister!” The girls slowly walk inside the condo, not really sure what the hell is going on. “Hey there Faith, June.” I make my way up to the redhead and hold out my hand. “Hi, we haven't met before. I'm Melody, Harmony's amazing older sister."
    Redhead is trying to hold back a laugh. I think I like this lady. "Uh, hi. Peta. Nice to meet you." She shakes my hand.
    "Excuse my appearance,” I chuckle. “Wayne and I just rolled around in the sheets, isn't that right, Rocker Boy?" I am such a bitch. I look back at Wayne and see that he is livid. His blue windows don’t lie. Again, I don’t blame the dude. I am ruining a really good thing here.
    "I'll see you around,” he icely says to me, then nods to the others, “Ladies.” He walks out.
    My back stiffens the second he leaves. I’ve messed up. Big time.
    I am now being pushed away from everyone, and into Harmony’s bedroom. My sister forces me into the bathroom so we are out of earshot from the others. "What the hell was that all about, Mel! Oh, my God, I can't believe you! How embarrassing!"
    I have no idea what to say. I know I’ve humiliated my sister in front of her friends, so that is enough for me to apologize. "I'm sorry, Harm."
    She continues her interrogation. "And sleeping with with Wayne! When did this start happening?"
    I keep hold of the sheet and shrug. "Months ago, at a concert."
    Harmony finally calms herself down. She takes a deep breath, then exhales. "Why didn't you tell me any of this?"
    "Because it's my sex life,” I scoff. “It's never a public subject, you already know that."
    "Obviously it is now."
    "It is not.”
    "I beg to differ,” she argues.
    "Well, beg to differ all you want,” I argue back. “I'm going to take a shower. You guys sticking around?"
    "Yes. I'd like you to hang with us - but just…just act normal."
    "This is normal, Sister.” I hate defending my behavior, but I’ll do anything for Harmony. “But I'll be on my best behavior."
    After I take a quick shower, pull my hair up in a ponytail, apply some makeup and get dressed, I join everyone in the living room. My bed is put back together as a couch and my discarded clothes are out of the way. Things are once again tidy. There are no traces of mine and Wayne’s time together. Why do I wish the traces were still there? My attitude toward him makes me hate myself. However, what’s done is done. I’m sure I’ll see him again. I know he can’t turn me down, just like I can’t turn him down. We have this extreme force that always leads us back in bed.
    I keep to myself for a few minutes, drinking a cocktail while the others talk about the latest Bachelor show. I despise that program. I