Page 3 of The Wiener Across the Way
The Kingmans might have a combined net worth in the tens of millions, but nobody should be paying five grand for two tickets to a concert. Yeah. Five grand. I wondered if Kelsey even knew people paid that much to see her. She didn’t seem like a diva who would roll around in a bed full of money.
Oh, shit. And now I was imagining her rolling around in a bed. No money, no nothing, just naked.
I needed to extract myself from this situation immediately. And go take a cold shower. Or fifteen thousand. “You don’t need to do that. But my little sister would probably never speak to me again if I refused the tickets, so I’ll just say thank you for the kind offer and yes please.”
One of the women surrounding me fanned her face with her hand and said, “Somebody thank this man’s mama for raising him right. Whew.”
I mentally sent that thanks up to heaven. My mom had raised us right for as long as we had her.
“Kels, ready to finish up the sound check here?” A woman with a stern look, a headset, and a clipboard moved in next to Kelsey. She attached a sparkly blue leash to the collar on Wiener the Pooh and took her out of Kelsey’s arms.
The little wiener dog wiggled her way out of Clipboard Commander’s grasp and came over immediately to me, trying her best to crawl right up my leg.
“All right everyone, back to work. Come along Miss Queen of Wieners and Mr. Knight in Shining Sweat. Kelsey has a lot to do today. Let’s go, people.” The group grumbled but moved away, all except Kelsey. Clipboard Commander gave her a raised eyebrow, then turned, and signaled to me to follow her.
“It was nice to meet you, Kelsey.”
“You too, Sir Shining. Ooh, no. That just makes me think of that Steven King movie and those creepy twins and the bloody elevator.” She made an adorable fucking face that was supposed to be disgusted but was too cute.
I wanted nothing more than to stand here and see what other faces I could get her to make.
“Mr. Half-Naked Man, let’s go,” Clipboard Commander shouted from halfway across the stage.
Kelsey made that almost invisible eyeroll again. “I’m not calling you that either.”
“Declan.” I held out my hand ignoring the demands to leave. “Declan Kingman.”
She took my hand and the second her skin touched mine, I was a goner. “So not a knight at all, but a king among men.”
I almost dropped to one knee and swore my fealty to her right then and there. I might have too if Wiener the Pooh hadn’t come tearing across the stage and jumped up, hitting me right in the junk.
I went down and got a face full of doggie licks.
“Pooh, oh no. Shit. Penelope, you’d better upgrade those tickets to VIP.”
BESTIES’ FACESPACE GROUP POST
Hey Besties,
I’m in the Mile High City and ready to hit Rust Rocks on Friday. But whew, how do you Coloradans even breathe up here? Like, where’s the oxygen? I’m gonna have a challenging time singing along to the songs. I’m still searching for an oxygen bar. I was promised oxygen.
I don’t know how Kelsey’s going to do it, but we know our girl. She gets it done for her fans, always.
Who’s hoping she tests out a new breakup song on us this weekend?
I heard a rumor that the schmoe drunk dialed her. Dumbass shouldn’t have effed up like he did if he still wanted her to talk to him.
All I want for her is a nice guy who will treat her right. I know we all do. She deserves to be happy. Even if we don’t get any more break up songs. lol
I’d be down for a good love-story ballad, wouldn’t you?
Who’s gonna be at the show? If not, you know I’ll be live streaming!
Your BFF,
Mz. Besties’ Bestie
CHEESY KIND OF LOVE
