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Hi everybody! Happy New Year! I decided to post today but the next update will definitely be on January 9th to commemorate the one year anniversary of Forever Rising Phoenix, which will also be updated! It seems obvious that Gareth and Melody have a lot of sexual tension, huh? Even more so after this chapter! Hehe :P You'll be happy to see Sophia in this chapter! Let me know what you think of Gareth's ringtone for Melody! ;) AND AGAIN, MORE CHARACTERS FROM TWD IN THIS CHAPTER! :)
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Chapter Eleven: The Wolf of Woodbury
WOODBURY BRAIN LAB, 4:45 PM
GARETH
"Again, we've got T minus two days for the Trojan and Audi commercial pitches, twenty three days for the final Mikimoto meeting. What have we come up with so far?" I stood with Rick at the head of the table, watching balls of paper flying back and forth in frustration. At times, I felt more creative when I was mobile, which is why in the Brain Lab I was almost always standing, sometimes pacing.
We were in serious crunch mode. The Brain Lab was where we went whenever we had to brainstorm for a campaign, sometimes spending the whole night crunching for a presentation the next morning or hammering out last minute details. It was me, Rick, Shane, my design partner Martin, and all the department heads. Morales from Account Executives, Mitch and Pete of the new Television and Merchandise departments, respectively, Ross from Website Development and Design, Paul from Social Media, Oscar from Digital Photography, and Miguel from Commercial Printing. Our assistants sat in on every meeting to dictate notes and get us take out, even though there was tons of candy and energy drinks on hand to keep us wired. They also held onto our phones so we wouldn't be distracted or slacking off, the only exception to answering was if it was a wife, girlfriend, or crucial emergency.
Sometimes, we spent two days holed up in here, and by the time we completed the assignment, we looked like The Night of The freaking Living Dead. The room was dubbed "The Brain Lab" by the original founder and current California Governor Phillip Blake's daughter Melanie. It was unreal how in less than a year this company went from only printing and graphic design to also being an ad agency, and now we had offices on the East Coast. The enlargement had been a small work in progress for years, but once we landed the Disney deal, it opened the floodgates and word of mouth got us our other top clients. We all worked together, but I had been the brains behind all of this. I like to think that I was The Wolf of Woodbury.
"How about a bunch of mud wrestling chicks and the guy picks up one of them afterwards, but we focus solely on the chicks. That'll make the guys wanna go out and put their peckers in something." Shane cackled as he chewed on a 3 Musketeers, causing us to glare at him. He wasn't always so pig headed, but today in particular he was.
"I'm with you on that, brother! Woo-Hoo!" Martin slapped palms with Shane as they both started laughing.
"Yeah, that won't even be on the air for 30 seconds before we all get a call from the FCC that it's been yanked from the airwaves." Mitch said.
"This is a commercial for condoms, Shane, not a Motley Crüe music video. Leave your anatomy out of it." I frowned over at Shane in disgust. Sometimes, it was impossible to respect him businesswise because of his attitude, and I really didn't know how such a down to earth guy like Rick could ever be best friends with a sleazy misogynist like Shane.
"Gareth is right, you guys. This isn't the time to goof off, we have a lot riding on these pitches." Rick spoke up. One of the things I admired about Rick was that he always kept his eye on the prize and wasn't afraid to voice whatever was on his mind in the most professional manner possible. In a way, I like to think that we're friends. When I first started at Woodbury, I was only supposed to be in the background, stuck in a cubicle doing menial work, but Rick saw something in me. He believed in my potential and gave me a chance by taking me under his wing, which is something I'm forever grateful for.
"Nothing wrong with having a little fun on the job, buddy. Maybe the two of you should get the sticks out of your asses and loosen up."
"Whatever, let's get back to work already."
"Baby, I'm preying on you tonight
Hunt you down eat you alive
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals
Maybe you think that you can hide
I can smell your scent for miles
Just like animals, animals, like animals-mals"
I had to do everything to hide the smile that was threatening to spread across my face when "Animals" by Maroon 5 started playing, meaning that only one person was calling. Plus, all eyes were on me when my phone rang.
"Gareth-"
"I'll be right back, I have to take this." I quickly walked down to the end of the table, ignoring the looks and whispers, taking the phone from my assistant Kaylee before walking out the door, barely waiting for it to close as I answered it. "I thought I was going to have to file a missing person's report." Her laughter on the other end made my smile broaden.
"Did I ever tell you about the joke my parents still make to this day? Whenever I said I was worried about getting kidnapped, they'd say "Melody, if that ever happened, the kidnappers would bring you back within a half an hour and pay us the ransom money."
I couldn't help but chuckle. "They did? That's awful. Funny, but awful. How have you been?"
"I'm alright, just at Yogurtland with Beth. Did I catch you at a bad time?"
I turned around to see Shane and Martin making asses out of themselves with Martin bent over and Shane pretending to ride him while Rick rolled his eyes and the assistants looked grossed out, some of the other guys appeared to be laughing. "I stepped out of a creative meeting, but I can talk."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know. Just call me back later."
"No, it's fine, really. I wanted to talk to you. Besides, we're kind of stumped right now."
"Good. First off, I wanted to thank you for Herro Kiki."
"Huh?" The next thing I heard was giggling in the background before Melody laughingly said "Damn you, Beth!".
"What was that, Melody?" I instantly thought of somebody else I know that called her "Herro Kiki".
"Sorry, I meant Hello Kitty, Herro Kiki is what we called her when we were little. Daryl Dixon and Rosita Espinoza thought it was freaking adorable, as does anybody that's driven by my car today."
"Well, I'm glad you liked it, beautiful. I had it custom made on a rush order."
"It was really sweet of you, heart throb. Second, I'm having some people over on Saturday for a movie night, I was wondering if you wanted to come? It'll be fun, Carl and his friend Patrick will be there, so why don't you bring your sister so they have somebody to hang out with? You can bring your friends, too, if you want."
I couldn't help but get kind of a mixed vibe from her, was she inviting me as just a friend? It couldn't be, friends don't give each other blowjobs, do they? "I'll have to move some things around-"
"Or not. If you can't come, no worries, we'll hang out some other-"
"I'll be there, let me check and see what Sophia's up to."
"Great, so I'll see you then?"
"Sure thing. Oh, and how's next week for dinner at my mom's? Maybe Thursday?"
"I should be free, I don't think I have anything going on."
"Alright, I'll call you after I get off work. Say hi to Beth for me."
"I will. Bye, sweetheart."
"Bye, babe." I was still smiling when I hung up the phone, even though I was totally confused. This was the first time I had heard from Melody in days, she had abruptly cancelled our plans for Saturday, what was going on? On the other hand, my mood had considerably brightened upon hearing from her, the smile still on my face as I strolled back into the Brain Lab.
"Everything alright, Gareth?" Rick asked.
I nodded. "Yep, it's great, and I've got some ideas, too. Ok, would the whole beauty and the geek shtick be too cliché?" There was suddenly this huge surge of creative energy in me, ideas swirling through my head as I opened a marker with my teeth and started writing on the whiteboard.
"No, I don't think so." Pete replied.
"We'll use Shane's idea, but with a twist. It'll be a V.I.P. area at a hot spot nightclub, full of very attractive yet very bored super models in scantily clad outfits that also have laser vision. Let's face it, sex sells, but we're going to be tasteful, not tacky. All these buff tools are hitting on them, but they aren't interested and can see that they don't have condoms on them. Suddenly, three Average Joes manage to make their way in, consisting of a heavy set guy, a thin nerd, and maybe an amputee-"
"Wait a second, why an amputee?" Oscar asked, to which I turned around.
"Hey, they gotta get love, too. I remember reading an article a while ago about a polygamist with one eye, enough said. Mitch, do you think we'd get heat for it?"
He shook his head. "I don't think so. There's a Swiffer commercial that has a dad with one arm in it, so it should be fine."
"Perfect." I continued writing down the rest of the idea as I spoke. "Anyways, the models are instantly attracted to them after seeing that they have Trojans in their pockets. It could be "Trojan: Play it safe all night long." Oh, and the instrumentals of that one Christina Aguilera song would be playing through out but would lead into the chorus by the end when we show the Trojan logo. I'm trying to think of the name, it's from two years ago, my sister was just playing it around the house. Kaylee, Cynthia, do you guys know what song it is? I'm pretty sure she sang it on The Voice."
Everybody looked down at the two assistants at the end of the table, who seemed shocked that they were even acknowledged for something other than getting food or grabbing supplies. Kaylee and Cynthia kind of look like somebody you'd find waiting in line for a Def Leppard concert at The Whisky A Go-Go on a Tuesday night, but they cleaned up nicely and weren't always as stupid as their silicone implants and lip injections made them look.
"Uh, "Your Body"?" Cynthia squeaked. "I think?"
"I think it's "Let There Be Love"." Kaylee said, to which I smiled at her.
"Yes, thank you! That's it. So it will be the instrumentals to "Let There Be Love" and the chorus will come in at the end. This also gives me an idea for the Calvin Klein Obsession meeting in December. The commercial would be in black and white with splashes of color, a man chasing a woman throughout a party until they're on the beach, where they passionately embrace and kiss, "Do I Wanna Know?" by Arctic Monkeys will play all the while. I know that they used that song in the Bacardi Untamable Since 1862 commercial, but they didn't use the lyrics in the chorus, which will set ours apart. Any thoughts, guys?"
"I think it's solid. Rick, Shane, what do you think?" Paul asked.
Shane shrugged. "Fine, it'll work."
"They sound like winners to me." Rick nodded with a smile, which gave me a huge rush of pride.
"Now for Audi: What about a flash-mob of cars?"
"Huh?"
I started nodding, picturing the idea vividly in my head. "Yeah, yeah. A bunch of A8s stuck in rush hour traffic all simultaneously listening to the same song on the same radio station. They start jamming and then everybody gets out through the sunroofs and starts dancing on the hoods of their cars. It would be a flash mob to "Roar" by Katy Perry, and confetti would fall from the sky. The traffic would turn into an incredibly verdant jungle, we'll CGI some animals in there. Martin," I snapped my fingers and pointed at him. "Start writing down all the exotic animals you can think of, we'll split the list so we both sketch them. The slogan would be "The combination of Audi and Bose can make any traffic jam a party that'll roar to the jungle." Or, same scenario- traffic, open sunroofs, simultaneous listening- but this time at night with "A Sky Full of Stars" by Coldplay instead of "Roar" and we'd add in all these magnificent stars. That slogan would be "The combination of Audi and Bose will make you want to drive to the stars."
"Again, where is this coming from?" Shane asked, trying to challenge me.
"Right now it's between Katy Perry and Coldplay as to who will be the headlining performance of the Pepsi Super Bowl XLIX Halftime Show. After that nasty tweet about CBS and the NFL for pulling "Run This Town" from one of the openers, it's safe to say that Rhianna is out of the running for the slot. I bet that we could convince Audi to hold off airing this commercial until Super Bowl Sunday. If this is pulled off correctly, it could be shown past that, it could be shown throughout the year. They'll love it, and all they have to do is get the copyrights for the songs."
"It's kind of cool, good job, Gareth."
"Thanks."
"What the hell just happened?" Paul asked.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you got one phone call and you're freaking Don Draper." Morales said.
I cracked a laughing smile, choosing to remain discreet with my next statement. "Well, I guess you can say my muse worked her magic."
Shane snorted. "Yeah, that's one phrase for getting pussy that I've heard before." He and Martin burst into laughter, as did Pete and Ross. "Make sure to lick her right, Mandel." How Shane had the gall to make such a rude comment was beyond me, but I was not going to let him get away with it, especially when he was ignorant to who was on the other line. Melody might not be my official girlfriend yet, but we are currently dating, so it's up to me to defend her honor. I really wanted to sock him in the face, but I resorted to slamming my palm flat on the table, which brought the laughter to a halt as all eyes were on me. I raised an eyebrow at Shane, a somewhat sarcastic look on my face, before I began to speak.
"Shane, get your head out of your ass once and for all, before I shove it up there permanently. Have some respect, there are ladies present." I nodded over at the girls, who looked a little embarrassed. "Don't you realize what an incredible transition this company has made in a year, from solely printing and graphic design to being an accomplished advertising agency as well when it didn't even start out as one? We didn't get that way by talking about which chick had the biggest boobs or the tightest ass or who we were getting lucky with that night. No, we did it through dedication, perseverance, and drive. We've been on a Midas streak, and I'll be damned if that stops now after all the work that's been done to increase our recognition and put us on the map for clients. I won't let it happen, and I only see Woodbury growing from here on in.
There's eleven global TOP sponsors, better known as The Olympic Partners, that pay large sums to the International Olympic Committee to use the Olympic brand during the Winter and Summer games every four years. I want us to have six of those before the 2016 Summer games in Rio. I want commercials in every category for every GATE award show. Grammys, Academy Awards, Tonys, and Emmys. I want our ads on billboards in Time Square and Hollywood Boulevard, and I want them to be so incredible that they literally stop people in their tracks just so they can get a better look. We've come this far already, why settle for "superb" and "well done" when we can be "extraordinary" and "outstanding"? Am I the only one who sees it like this, or are you all with me?"
There was silence throughout the room, and I started to worry that perhaps I had overstepped my boundaries, that I was most likely going to be fired. It may have been on pure impulse, but in that moment, it felt necessary. To my surprise, and relief, Rick spoke up.
"Gareth is right, again. As the boss, I stand by his side and agree with his word. We can always do bigger and better, and these ideas will help us. Remember, team work is key in business development. Let's show 'em what Woodbury is made of!"
The whole room started clapping and hollering, which made me smile, as Rick shot me a wink and Shane seemed flabbergasted. This was definitely what accomplishment and success felt like, and to have the head of the company standing by my side? It just further validated the feelings.
AN HOUR LATER
RICK
"Rick, we need 'ta talk." I had no idea that Shane had followed me into my office until he violently slammed the door.
"What about, Shane? Should we talk about your inappropriate comments or your rude behavior?" I folded my arms across my chest, glaring at him, to which he scoffed. Being friends with him for nearly thirty years, I knew his moods better than anybody at the office, and right now he was seething mad.
"Fuck that shit. You're gonna let that little puissant shit speak to me like that? I'm your partner, man!"
It was so typical of Shane to never take the blame for anything, and I think he was just intimidated by Gareth because he was younger and obviously more creative. "First off, that little puissant shit, with our help, has turned this company around, which we owe him for. He didn't have the business handed to him like you and I did, he had to work his way up to the top on his own, without any help from anybody. We can all learn something from the younger generation, so take a page from his book instead of talking down to him."
While Gareth's speech may have been a bit aggressive, it was necessary. For the past few months, Shane had undergone a total mood shift and was always pissed about something, so he needed to be knocked down a peg or two. Since Gareth started dating Melody, I've noticed that he's had some of his best ideas so far, and he was even more upbeat than usual. Unfortunately, I had overheard Melody telling Lori about what happened at the park, but I also knew that she hadn't seen him in almost a week. All of this made me think back to that night, that kiss, and it killed me to think that I could be possibly be jealous. I had no reason or no right to be, I had to get it under control. Maybe I was jealous because he was younger, but I had had great times at his age, and I had a great life now. I think I'm just stressed with the workload, a vacation would be nice right about now.
"What the hell does he know? Com'on, Rick, I'm your brother! This is bull shit, plain and simple."
"He knows how to keep his damn mouth shut, for starters. What's going on with you, man? You've been acting different lately." Even though I was annoyed with him now, I was also concerned. After all, Shane is my oldest friend, and I do want what's best for him.
He shook his head, clearly ticked off. "Nothing, man. Whatever, do what you want. It's fine." Shane walked off, and I couldn't help but wonder what the hell had happened that he had flipped such a switch.
Saturday Night, 7:00 PM
GARETH
"Tell me again why you dragged me to this?"
"I told you why. Melody has a nephew your age and she thought you two would hit it off."
My sister Sophia folded her arms across her chest and huffed. "I'm missing Summer Lintz' party for this?!"
"Oh, come on. Don't be such a downer. Carl is a cool kid, you'll like him. Besides, The Moms said you had to go, they don't want you going to a high school house party with no parents, and neither do I."
"Whatever, but I'm not going to have fun." Sophia was usually very sweet and quiet, but lately she had been on what my brother called a "bitch trip". I blame puberty, but I also empathized with her. High school is one of the most confusing, awkward, and troubling times an individual can go through, you're being transformed from the person you were to the person you'll be in adulthood. Not just mentally, but physically as well.
At 5'8, Sophia was only an inch shorter than Alex, as well as being a little gangly, which she took drastic measures to get under control, improving her posture and practicing her walk since she wanted to get into modeling. In general, Sophia was keeping herself busy with the equestrian club, art club, and student government, as well as recently making the cheerleading squad. Hopefully, she would take my advice and also focus on her grades instead of boys and parties and shopping.
"Put a sock in it, Sof. Aren't you the least bit curious about Gareth's new girlfriend?" Alex asked from the front seat. Upon Melody's request, I was bringing Sophia, along with Alex and my best friend Al.
"I know I am." Albert added.
Albert Papac was the first friend I made when I moved to L.A., he helped me find the houses for my family and the one Theresa and I moved into when we got engaged. Al was a yuppie like myself, a successful realtor at Sotheby's who was in the five percentile of top sellers for L.A., we also shared a love for the Indiana Jones movie series and C*SPAN. He had tried to fix me up after I called things off with Theresa, but I wasn't interested. I hoped he wouldn't try to hit on Melody. Albert had a pretty big ego because of his success and since he appeared on Million Dollar Listing, he thinks that he can get any chick he wants. Needless to say, him and Martin get along pretty well. Out of respect for Melody, I did not invite Martin with us tonight. When things got more serious, I was going to have to sit him down for a chat about his antics towards her.
"You guys, stop. She's not my girlfriend."
"Gare Bear, you've been going out with her every single night since school started!" Sophia piped up, which made Alex and Albert laugh as I rolled my eyes.
"I told you never to call me Gare Bear, and it hasn't been every night, it just seems like it. We haven't discussed making things official yet, but God, do I want to. You only come across a girl like Melody once in a solar eclipse."
"Hmm, you're right. It's not Facebook official, so it doesn't count."
"There's more to life than Facebook, Sophia."
"Whatever." She resumed her texting as Albert spoke up next.
"I just don't get how you can be with her this long when you haven't even told her about-"
"We're here." I parked in front of Rick's house, taking the key out of the ignition as I started pointing at everybody. "Albert, don't make an ass out of yourself by hitting on all the chicks, especially the lesbians. Not only will they kick your ass, they'll cut it off and hand it to you. Sophia, don't be rude and texting on your phone all night. Alex, don't talk like you're from the South. Got it?" I loved the three of them, but they all had traits that made them socially awkward.
"You got it, dude." Alex said.
"Alright." We all got out of the car and walked up the curved steps to the front door. As I rang the bell, my mind began to wander. Melody was the first girl that I was introducing to my family since Theresa, and now she wasn't even meeting them all at once. What would Alex and Sophia think of her, and what would she think of them?
I was a little surprised to see Glenn opening the door. "Hey, buddy! Glad you could make it!" He pulled me in for a pound hug as we walked in, which I reciprocated, and I noticed he was a little drunk. We had been texting a lot since we met and became fast friends, although I'm going to have to teach him a thing or two about racquet-ball. I liked Glenn because he was laid back, smart, and a great listener, I felt like we were able to talk about pretty much anything.
"What's up, man? Where's Melody?" I looked around, noticing that the house was a little packed for a movie night. "Fancy" by Iggy Azalea featuring Charli XCX was blaring from Pandora on the Smart TV in the family room, where Maggie and Sasha were behind the bar mixing drinks as Alisha and Stefon were on top of the bar dancing while Tara, Noah, and Beth watched from the couch. "It's a little crazy in here, don't you think?"
"Kind of, we're just goofing off until everybody else gets here. We're waiting on Daryl and Rosita. Melody is in the kitchen ordering the pizzas."
"Cool, I'll go get her. Glenn, this is my brother Alex, my sister Sophia, and my best friend Albert."
"Nice to meet you all! You guys want a drink?" Glenn asked as he took a swig of his Coors Light Summer Brew.
"Yeah, sure." Alex replied as they all followed him into the family room while I made my way into the kitchen. Melody had her back to me, perched up on the counter top by the stove and refrigerator as she talked on the phone, wearing a turquoise blue terry cloth Juicy Couture outfit. Even though I couldn't see the front of her, I already knew she looked absolutely adorable and sexy, she always did. With a smile, I decided to surprise her.
"Alright, I'll see you in forty five minutes. Thanks so much, bye bye."
I stood behind Melody and covered her eyes as she hung up the phone. "Guess who?" On impulse, I leaned in and nibbled her earlobe as I could feel her face break out into a smile and she started giggling.
"Well, I don't know many people that want to nibble my earlobe, so I'm going to guess it's Seth McFarlane?"
"Seth McFarlane? Really?" I laughingly asked.
She nodded. "Yep, I think he's sexy… but not as sexy as I think you are, Gareth." Melody swiveled around, smile still intact as she took my hands off her eyes and intertwined our fingers, her legs dangling over the countertop. "Hey, Hot Lips."
"Hey yourself, Honey Pie." I noticed that the familiar pink tint was in her cheeks again, which I found undeniably cute, and seeing her smile made my heart beat go faster. "I missed you, Melody."
"I missed you, too." Melody leaned forward, both of us smiling. "Did you just get here?"
"Mmhmm. Me, Alex, Sophia, and my best friend Albert."
"I can't wait to meet them. You look good, Gareth. Really good."
"So do you."
We spent a minute just kind of staring, our foreheads pressed together and our lips only inches apart.
"Alright, which one of us is going to do this first?"
I laughed. "I don't know, I figured you would, seems like you like to be in control."
"Apparently so, my therapist said the exact same thing. What he doesn't know is that I also like to be dominated, too. I consider myself an even split."
"Well, that's interesting. I'll definitely make a note-."
She cut me off, twisting the front of my shirt in her hand as she pressed her lips firmly against mine, her free hand on the back of my neck. Her coconut lotion and cupcake flavored chapstick enticed my senses, leaving me absolutely intoxicated for this beautiful creature. I brought Melody to the edge, my hands gripping her thighs as I laid her down on the countertop, she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist and her arms around my neck to pull me in closer.
I've never made out with anybody leaned over/on a countertop, but there's a first for everything. I couldn't help myself as my hands traveled up from her thighs to her breasts and began to fondle them, both of us moaning with my arousal pressed up against her as she lightly grabbed fistfuls of my hair. Melody nibbled on my lip, which she knew turned me on like no other, my thumbs began rolling in circles on either side of her pelvis, which I could feel was getting her turned on as well. What I would give to send everybody home, carry Melody up the stairs, lock the bedroom door, and make love to her all night long. My desires were burning up, but I wasn't going to coerce her and demand sex now for my own needs. When it finally happens, I want it to be gratifying for both of us.
"Save some for me, dude."
We looked over to see Albert smirking at us. Melody gasped, shooting up in a panic so quickly that she fell off the counter. Luckily, I was able to catch her in time, but not all the way, her legs were between one arm and her back was leaning on the other arm, as I heard Albert snickering. The front of her pants clung to my arm, which meant that she was turned on, and I smiled to myself.
"Are you ok, Melody?"
She nodded. "Mmhmm. It seems like you're always around whenever I need a catch."
"Ha, seems like it." I grinned, setting her down. "Melody, this is Albert Papac."
"Hi, nice to meet you." Melody brushed herself off and walked over, giving Albert a hug.
"The pleasure is all mine, Melody, just call me Al." He stared at me with a smirk as he returned the hug, wriggling his eyebrows, to which I gave him a slightly menacing look as a warning to back off, which he did. "Maggie sent me to get ice."
Melody nodded behind her. "It's in the freezer, second door. Glad you could make it." She turned around and walked over, grabbing my hand with a big smile on her face as she led us out of the kitchen. "Come on, Gareth. I want to meet Alex and Sophia. See you inside, Al."
I glanced over my shoulder with a bemused smirk at Albert, and I knew he was feeling defeated that Melody didn't fall for his charm. Then again, most women don't.
"He seems nice." Melody said as we walked into the family room, to which I shrugged.
"Meh, he's cool. Kind of cocky at times, but everybody warms up to him at some point or another." I glanced over to see my siblings on the edge of the coffee table talking to Carl and his friend Patrick, whom I've met before. "Alex, Sofie." I whistled, motioning them over. When Sophia looked at Melody, she let out some sort of a gasp squeal.
"OH! EM! GEE! DELILAH DALTREY!" She ran over with a shocked look on her face. "Gare Bear, you didn't tell me you knew THE Delilah Daltrey!"
I felt my face heat up. "I told you not to call me that." I mumbled under my breath before speaking normally again. "And I don't. This isn't Delilah, this is Melody Silverstone. Melody, this is my younger brother Alex and my sister Sophia."
Melody started laughing. "It's ok, it would not be the first time that somebody thought I was her. Hi and welcome, it's so nice to meet you both!" She hugged them both.
"We've heard a lot about you, Melody." Alex said.
"Oh? All good, I hope." Melody elbowed me and smiled.
"Of course. Why wouldn't they be?"
"Tell me something, if a light sleeper sleeps with a light on, does a hard sleeper sleep with a hard on?"
We all looked over to see who was obviously Daryl and Rosita walk into the room with Glenn behind them. They both looked pretty much the same as they did on TV, but I noticed Melody immediately lit up when she saw them.
"No, cuz it's "Dick's on with the light on"! Hiii!" She walked over to greet them, and Alex shot me a look.
"Dude, is that who I think it is?"
"Yep."
"He's got his hands on your woman! Look!"
I knew he was right, and I felt a twinge of jealousy at how Daryl hugged her. This wasn't a normal hug, his hands were literally just above her ass as he picked her up, making her laugh before turning her around on his back and making his way over to me.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the famous Garrett." He looked at me with something of a smirk, but I wasn't intimidated.
"It's Gareth, actually, and you must be Daryl. Great job in that Darren Aranofsky movie." I stuck my hand out, figuring that killing him with kindness would be the safest bet, because I really was starting to get paranoid that something was going on between the two of them. Melody wouldn't do that to me, right?
"Sure am. Hope you're being good to my sweet bottom." He set Melody down and smacked her on the butt, and that was when my frustration really went through the roof.
"Dar-yl! Quit kidding around."
"Hi, I'm Rosita, but you can call me "Senorita Caliente"." She stepped forward, flipping her hair back and sticking her chest out before giving me a hug with her boobs up against me.
"Uh, hi." Martin thought she was hot, he even had her as his screensaver on his computer at work, but I was starting to feel uncomfortable. Rosita pulled back and smiled.
"My, my, Melody. He sure is cute. I might have to steal him for myself, or we can share. Would you like that, Gareth? Being shared?" She licked her lips seductively. I understand the appeal with threesomes and why they're so popular, but they aren't for me. I'd end up thinking of my moms, and they are the last thing I want to be thinking about when I'm with a woman in bed.
"I'm actually a one woman kind of man, sorry to disappoint."
"Rosita, cool it, girlfriend. Not everybody knows when you're joking, or you, Daryl." Melody stuck her tongue out as she took me by the hand and dragged me away from Rosita, which made me feel a little less anxious.
"Who says I was joking? You're both super sexy, I can't help but be turned on. Think about it, Gareth." Rosita winked at me before her and Daryl walked away.
"She's interesting."
"Ha, yeah, that's one word for her. Listen, can I talk to you in private for a moment?" Melody looked up and gripped my hand, those gorgeous eyes penetrating my soul.
I nodded. "Yes, no problem. There's some stuff I want to talk to you about as well."
"Alright, cool. Hey, Noah? Can you start the movie?"
"Sure, which one? American Hustle or The Wolf of Wall Street?"
"I thought we were watching Dallas Buyers Club?" Beth asked.
"I was joking about that. The night is young, let's do both! Start off with The Wolf of Wall Street."
"Coolio, you got it."
"We'll be right back." Melody led me out of the room and towards the stairs.
"Someone's about to get it on! Woo- EE!"
"Save some for me, Mamacita!"
"Get in line, I already called dibs on that hot ass!"
"Oh, put a sock in it, you guys!" Melody flipped everybody off, to which they laughed, as I followed her up the stairs. At this point, I really had no idea what we had to talk about, which meant that I didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
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