Chapter 3

I tapped my finger nails along the table, waiting for the buzzer on my place to chime.  I glanced down at my phone once more, checking the time.  I jumped, even though I was waiting for that sound.  I flung the door open, grinning as LeighAnne gave me a big hug.

“Resa, I’ve missed you so much. We’re going to have a blast today.”  I turned, seeing Brian stepping in with Baylee beside him.

“Brian!” I squealed, quickly hugging him tightly.

“Hey Resa.”  I gave him another hug, then turned to Baylee and gave him a hug.

“Hey auntie Resa.  Are they in their rooms?” Baylee asked, referring to the two holy terrors known as my kids.

“Yup, and they’ve been waiting for you!”  Baylee flew down the hallway waving a bye in the ladies direction.  I shook my head and turned my attention to Brian.  “Are you sure about all of this?”

“Positive.  You need this.  And he needs you, even though he’ll never admit it,” Brian answered with a nod.

“If his friends are so against him being with her, why does he stay?”

“Stupid.  She has him wrapped around her finger pretty well.  But, we all know you can charm him back.  You’ve done it before.”  I blushed at that comment from Brian.  I really had no faith in myself.  After all, he was the one who wanted to end it, not me. 

~*~*~*

Eight hours later, I pulled a cap on, not wanting Brian to see the new me.  I walked inside, laughing at something that LeighAnne said.

“Hey, hush, the kids are asleep,” Brian said, glancing up at us from the couch.

“You got my kids to fall asleep with Baylee here.  How did you manage that?”

“Promised they could say on the bus with me and Nick.”  I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop the evil smile at that.

“Oh, that’s a good one.  He doesn’t even know they are going.”

“Why wouldn’t he?  He knows your workin’, right?”

“Yeah, Brian.  He probably thinks my mom is watching them.  But she can’t.  So, they get to bug the hell out of him.  Oh, and in front of his girlfriend, no less.”  I felt like rubbing my hands together at the pure evilness of that.  It was too perfect for me and sadly, I shouldn’t be like that, but I really couldn’t help it.

“You are beyond bad.”  I laughed at Brian’s comment.

“Well, go ahead and head back to the hotel and I’ll drop Baylee off tomorrow.”

“Do I get to see the new you, Resa?” Brian asked, trying to yank my hat off.

“Not till I see everyone.  Good night.”

~*~*~*

I walked down the walk way and over the stage, my heels clicking rather loudly.  All six heads turned and looked me over, one even whistled.  And inside, I had to smile.  My hair was shorter, to my shoulders, and layered rather nicely.  And the mid thigh skirt I was currently wearing was shorter than anything I’ve worn before.  And it wasn’t my style, but LeighAnne said it was a must, and after those looks from all five guys, I had to thank her.

“You call this practice?” I questioned as I walked right up to them.

“Theresa?”  My eyes landed on Nick, who had shock written in the depths of his eyes.  I had to smile, and so badly wanted to tell him to pop his eyes back in.

“The one and only.”

“Good Lord woman, you look hot.”  I laughed as AJ quickly jumped up and ran over to give me a hug.

“Thank you.  And you, mister, need to stop with the tats already,” I told him as I smacked his chest.

“But, I have some new sexy ones I wouldn’t mind showing you,” he whispered with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

“Alex, leave her alone.  Wow, Resa, my wife cleaned you up rather nicely.”  On that, I turned around, knowing the tank top that I was wearing was sure as hell gonna show off my new body work and smiled at Brian.

“Bri, your wife did that to her?  Wow, didn’t know she was able to do magic.”

“Terri!”  Nick glared at Terri as she clung to Nick’s arm, and wow, she almost looked nervous.

“I don’t have to pretend to like her, Nicky, she doesn’t like me,” Terri uttered, with a roll of her eyes.

“Actually, Terri, I don’t know you.  I only hear what OUR twins say.”  That brought Nick’s gaze quickly to mine.

“And what do OUR twins say, HONEY?” Nick asked, the word ‘honey’ dripping with disdain.

“Ask them yourself, they’re on your bus.”  Nick’s eyes opened wide again, and this time, anger flashed in those precious blues.