Jessa's pov
As soon as the door closed behind Jake I started rambling. "Baby I'm so so so so very sorry I hit you. I was pissed, and I wasn't thinking right, and I didn't know it was you, and by the time I did...." my words faded as Brantly jerked me up from the chair and kissed me so hard I thought I was either going to suffocate or he was going to eat me alive. And then he swatted my ass and mumbled in my ear that it was part of my punishment for hitting him, that's right only part. By this point I could barely stand and had to remind myself to breath. I tried to talk again but he just put a finger over my lips to keep me quiet.
"Have I ever told you how sexy you are when you're mad?" He asked me in a gruff tone that had me itching for another kiss. I shook my head no but kept my eyes locked with his. "Well, I don't know if you quite remember how worked up you had me last night, but let's just say right now is even worse after I swatted that ass." He told me sliding my hand down his chest until it stopped at the rock hard bulge in his jeans. I know my eyes widened as my fingers massaged him through the denim, because he gave me that cocky smirk before he started growing and moaning in my ear as he kissed my neck. I'm pretty sure I was starting to shake when I finally got enough nerve to reach for his belt buckle. That's when his damn phone rang. It was a tone I had never heard and he was instantly pissed. The look on his eyes went from lust to rage in less than a millisecond as he stepped past me to get his phone.
The anger was so intense in his voice when he answered I was truly scared he might kill whoever was on the other end of that call. "Mike I'll not tell you or anyone else from the label this again so fucking listen one last time. I'm done with all of you. I'm writing music my way and I'll sell it to whoever the fuck I damn well please. If you or anyone else calls this number ever again I will get lawyers involved and tie your asses up in court until I own that fucking label!" That's when I ducked to avoid being pelted by pieces of the phone that shattered against the wall and bounced in a zillion different directions.
"Um this might be a stupid question, but I don't follow a lot of main stream drama, so you want tell me what the hell that was all about? " I asked half pissed as I stood back up. "Oh shit baby girl I'm sorry." B stammered finally coming back to reality. "None of that hit you did it Jessa. Shit baby..." I cut him off. "Stop with the apologies and start explaining why we have to go get you a new phone before we can go to Virginia." I told him as I sat back in the chair.
He plopped down on the end if the bed and put his head in his hands for a second. It was like he was trying to get his thoughts in order before he opened his mouth. "About three years ago when I started working on my fifth album the label got real pushy about everything; my sound, my image, the way I talked to the media, I mean every little fucking thing that made me, me." He stoped to take a breath and I cut in. "But that's nothing new. Jake told me you've been bucking back against that from day one." I told him pulling my legs up under me in the chair. "That's true but this time they went to damn far and I just said fuck it, fuck all you, cashed out, and walked away. No way in hell was I doing what they wanted. I could deal with them hounding me about my cloths and all that stupid shit, I was use to that. I just kept making my music the way my fans liked it. Kept doing me. But then they wanted to tell me who I could and couldn't be in a relationship with. The fuckers put Raylynn on tour with me to set us up as Nashville new hot couple! " My face must have looked furious because be just started laughing at me. "Ya Kolby said my face looked just like that when I cancelled the tour and came home for good. Raylynn was pissed to. But she just changed labels and started running with Miranda." B started to tell me more. That's when Jake knocked on the door. "If y'all are about pack almost everyone is ready to go." He yelled from the hall. Brantley got up and opened the door. "Let everyone know we wi be down in ten and I gotta stop for a new phone. Mine is now in pieces." B told Jake as I hurried to get dressed and make sure all our shit wad packed back up. B and I made one last sweep of the room then made a quick stop at Verizon before we headed to Virginia. It felt good to be back on the road.
