Music Notes (Heartbeat #3) (8 page)

I was still confused by her behavior. Why would she think she should stay here with me?

“Excuse me Meila. Couldn’t this conversation have waited until I was awake with my band and outside this room?” I was thrown by her comfort level sitting here and her candid statement about how she got herself into my room. Seems to me this one may become a problem. She knows I am happily married and she seems to feed on that.

“Well it could have, but you’re so incredibly gorgeous and I wanted to get to view you up close and privately to see what I’d be working with side by side for the months ahead.” As she rose off the mattress she came over to me and said, “We are going to have the best chemistry on stage and off. Mark my word Rand, I can feel it, can’t you?” Leaning in close to me as I was lying propped up on the pillow, she simply kissed her fingers. She then touched my lips, and left with a sultry giggle saying, “This is definitely to be continued…”

There was no way that I was not doing this tour, and I refused to mention this to Madison. I was not going to let Meila or any of her promiscuous intentions taint my solo launch. I would have Madison in my heart and head every moment. With that in my mind I knew each show I would open with the only song that would give me the comfort I needed.
Simply Mad
. My entire inspiration for this tour came from her in my life. I pulled out my lyrics and tweaked them a bit. I placed Madison’s name in bold at the top of the page and drew several lines underneath. Her name is always first on my mind. This moment like every moment, I am totally in love and crazy about only one woman, my woman…
forever.

Simply Mad

I am Simply Mad

Without you.

I am simply mad

I turn to you.

As I breakdown,

You comfort me.

I cover my eyes,

You make me see.

Without you

I am Simply Mad.

I turn to you

When I am Simply Mad.

I am Crazy,

dancing in my head.

I am going crazy,

singing out your name.

I see you everywhere,

I hear your voice.

I see you everywhere,

I hear your voice.

I see you everywhere.

I am Simply Mad

Without you.

I am Simply Mad

I turn to you.

Without you

I become Simply Mad.

I run to you

When I am Simply Mad.

I see you everywhere,

I hear your voice.

I see you everywhere,

I hear your voice.

I see you everywhere.

I see my Simply Mad.

With Madison still the forefront in my head, I was all systems go for this first show. “You ready for all this?” Maxwell asked knowing I was a bit nervous but would definitely clear my head of any insecurities because this is what I longed to do—my solo music. “Yes I am very ready. Let’s do this so I can get home to my wife.” I smiled and then had to pat him on the back as I passed him to walk toward the stage for the launch of the tour. From the edge of the stage I caught Meila and the Erratics finishing up their set. She was powerful. She was on her knees belting out the last of her words, and the crowd loved her. She fell back and laid flat to the stage, and all I could see was the rise and fall of her chest and her tits that were definitely not hidden. She looked too much like Madison and I was starting to think I was going to have a hard on knowing what I wanted to do with my wife at this moment. Just then, Kent wacked me in the head saying, “Let’s do this man, it’s your stage tonight.” I stood straight and tore my eyes away from Meila’s chest and didn’t look back.

As we were announced and headed out to play, Meila came right up to me and said, “Good Luck, I will definitely see you, be with you later!” She placed a kiss right on my lips for the world and fans to see. I was so hoping at this moment that Madison had to pee and wasn’t in front of the video feeds. At least the kiss meant nothing, and there was no exchange of emotion on my part.

Front and center this was my time to shine, not like I never sang before or played with my band of friends, but these were all my own words. I wrote all the lyrics. I wrote all the music, and then brought in Ron and Raeford to help with some fine tuning. I wanted this tour to be a tribute to my wife and how wonderful my life is. The lights remained dark and when they popped on the fans went crazy. They exploded in cheers louder than I can ever remember. I began to play and the comfort of the guys being with me every step of the way played out perfectly. I glanced in the corner of the front row just out of curiosity. She wasn’t there, Madison was not here tonight. I scanned the rest of the crowd and then I saw her out of the corner of my eye on the other side in the front row. She looked amazing, but then I missed a chord. I quickly regained my composure…it was not Madison it was Meila, licking her lips as I caught her eye. I really had to pull my shit together. This girl is going to be freaking trouble with a capital “T”. I know she looks like my wife, but I need to separate her. I won’t mess up all the good I have.

The first show went off without any hitches. Madison had been there with me in my mind and immediately after coming off that stage, my hand went to my phone and I was pleased to see a text from her.

Rand you played incredibly. It was awesome. I listened so closely to the lyrics of every song. I turned up the volume on the computer so that our babies could hear you singing to them as well. I Love you and am so proud of you. xo

Just as I was about to compose a response I felt a delicate hand touch my waist. Meila’s voice almost purring, “You were everything I thought you’d be out there tonight, and so much more. We should definitely celebrate.” She was continuing her pursuit.

“Thank you. You were great yourself, but I have to get going I have previous commitments. Maybe another time though.” I had already pulled away from her, and started out to find the transportation to get to the hotel.

Maxwell reached out and said, “Whoa, where are you heading so quickly? There is a party to attend for you that the sponsors are throwing.” I stopped. This was not where I wanted to go, but I figured I could go and show my face and then escape soon enough.

“Okay but first I have to call Madison,” I told him as I turned down a hallway behind the stage to gain a bit of privacy. I know she would be waiting on me to call, but as I dialed the number it only rang over and over. I was beginning to sweat thinking something happened—and maybe, just maybe—she did catch the beginning of the show and Meila kissing me and she got upset. I wiped the beads of wetness forming on my brow. I rested up against the wall, trying to relax my back. It was hurting again. The adrenaline rush seemed to have me forgetting about it. I waited about three minutes in case she was in the bathroom and redialed. I was relieved when I heard her pick up on the other end.

“Hey Love, I was worried. I called a few minutes ago and got no answer. Are you okay?” I wasn’t ready to deal with her being upset because being so far away I couldn’t remedy it like I could in person…but she put my worries to rest very quickly.

“Oh, Babe, sorry I was actually throwing up. This morning, afternoon and evening sickness is horrible.”

“Do you need me to come home?” I asked her and all she would have to do is say the words and I would be there on the next plane.

“Definitely not. You have many more weeks to perform, so get that out of your head. Hopefully the sickness will ease up soon.”

“So you really liked the show?” I had to ask her again. I needed to hear it from her. I loved her support.

“Yes, but I came into viewing it midway into your first song, because I was running to the toilet to get sick. I hope I didn’t miss anything in the beginning as they announced you.”

“No Love, you didn’t miss a thing.” I said this reassuring her as I was letting a breath out knowing I just dodged a bullet with that warm up kiss from Meila. So glad Madison did not have to see that especially on our very first show. I would just have to make certain to stay clear of Meila’s future actions and gestures.

“So how are my babies doing?” I continued, in awe that I was going to be a father really soon.

“They are fine just keeping my stomach sick, but I made an appointment for my ultrasound. We will get to see the sex of them both…” Madison stopped in her words.

“Madison I would love to know the sex if you want to.” I think that she wanted me to give her the okay to find out and I was just upset that this appointment would happen while I was heading to California.

“Rand are you sure because we can wait until I deliver them to be surprised?” She questioned.

“Love, we’ve already had the initial shock of finding out you’re carrying twins so I say,
yes
, absolutely find out their sex. I know you are just as anxious as I am to hear whether we are really having two boys.” I said firmly.

“What? Not two boys. You are such a handful already. Wishful thinking Babe, but two girls would be better.” Madison started to laugh.

I felt calm knowing that she was at least feeling better at this moment. I didn’t really care if we had boys or girls. All I worried about was being there for her when they arrived into this world and making certain Madison was taking care of herself in the process. I decided to reach out to Cecile after the party. I didn’t intend to be there long and I wanted her to check in on Madison, and let me know that she really is doing okay.

“Well Love, I have to run and attend a party for a bit, but know I’m definitely not going to hang there long. I am spent physically and need to crash. I will phone you once I am lying down, so you can put a smile on my face and take my worries away until I fall off to sleep.” I winced again at a stab in my back.

“I love you. I will wait for your call.”

“It won’t be long, because I am getting excited just hearing your voice coming through my phone. I just miss your touch.” I bent over to stretch the muscles in my back. “Mwah!” I blew out a kiss to her as I shut my phone.

“Oh, that was so cute. You are quite the romantic Rand, and I never pegged you for that. Many girls that knew you before you were married have said you were heartless.” Meila appeared in the hallway. She reached out to place her arm in mine to walk to the after party. I pulled my arm immediately from her. The only arm mine is going to be entwined with is Madison’s. It seemed to strike an instant cord of distaste with her but then she quickly changed her attitude and I could see her now smiling proudly, which seemed very fake to me.

The after party rocked as all the guys were pumped from the performance. They are really glad to be back out playing gigs even if it wasn’t like before as Rolling Isaacs. These guys are my family. They never make me feel uneasy for taking the spotlight and doing my own music. I did leave the party rather early, but mainly because I wanted to get back to the hotel. I stopped at a convenience store first to get some pain medication for my back. I knew I could rest and hopefully feel like new in the morning. I would feel even better if I could coax Madison into some hot phone sex. Lately she was surprising me with so many bold moves.

Last night’s show was pretty awesome I was going over it in my head that I was now the main act. It still felt strange to me but I was really enjoying performing all the music I have written. As I usually slept in late each morning, today I awoke relaxed and decided to make my way to catch up with the guys for some food. As I entered the hotel’s dining room everyone was already seated and of course I was the last to arrive. “Hey look who’s awake, and got his beauty sleep” Isaac called out.

“Yeah, yeah save your comments, I’m joining you all because I’m actually really hungry,” I tossed back at him. As my eyes began to scan the table only one seat is unoccupied and that was next to Meila. I thought for a moment and then said to myself this will be fine, it’s breakfast with everyone.

As I approached the chair I see her lips expand in a large smile. “Morning Rand,” she sweetly says and I just nodded back. As everyone started to plow through the pastries on the table, I couldn’t stop looking at a sweet crumb left on Meila’s chin. I pointed to my lips and swiped them for her to know that she had something on her face. All of the sudden Meila was coming in way to close to my face and said, “See all you had to do is make the first move Rand.”

I pushed my chair back and questioned her, “What do you think you’re doing? I was just trying to let you know you had a piece of your breakfast below your lip.”

“Oh, Rand I thought you were tapping those alluring lips of yours for a morning kiss.” Meila kept smiling.

“No Meila, I save that for my wife and her only.” With that her smile turned to a frown and she sat back in her chair. It seemed quite awhile passed and our breakfast order still hadn’t come to the table. Several times Meila’s leg bumped up against mine. I could be just hyper sensitive around her, but I didn’t believe it was just a coincidence.

To pass the time and not have to talk to Meila, I struck up a conversation with her band mates, Jesse, Poke and Shane. They all seemed nice enough. I found out two of them were brothers, Jesse and Wes. Wes used his nickname, Poke, and since that was such an unusual name, I had to ask how he got it. Jesse explained that everyone always poked his brother’s arm as a child telling him how handsome he was. Jesse apparently still thought this was funny, but Poke didn’t pay much attention. Poke already seemed to be the fan favorite when they were performing. You could tell by the noise level of the screaming girls when the light moved his way. I told them that after being together so long, my band members were my brothers.

I was about to ask them how they were enjoying opening the shows for me, but I was suddenly interrupted and couldn’t continue my conversation. I had reached over and picked up my coffee cup that the waitress just refilled, and I almost tossed it in the air. I felt Meila place her hand firmly on my leg and she started to rub my upper thigh. I set down my cup and took her hand placing it back on her leg as she pouted. From across the table not knowing what happened, Isaac said loudly, “Oh come on you two, play nice.”