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A Star is Born

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Dean joins Cleo on her first red carpet, and feelings will be felt before credits roll. Now if only they weren't co-chaperoning a seven-year-old socialite...

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To say I'm looking forward to tonight is an understatement. It's been two months and twelve days since I last saw Cleo. By my book, that's two months and twelve days too long. Things have been different since we've been back in the city. Sure, we talk almost every day one way or another, and work has picked back up full steam, but something has me feeling off Kilter, like I've got the wrong shoes on the wrong feet or can't remember if I lock the door that morning, which isn't even possible because I had a top of the line security system installed, including an automatically locking front door. What I'm saying is something's missing, or rather someone, and I'm hoping that tonight will turn things around for us, that a certain nickname calling whips smart, steaming hot Brunette will have had a change of heart, that she's ready to be with me, because, God damn it, I'm more than ready to be with her. I've just felt cag since Niagara, like something changed there. Every time I walk past that Damn indie movie theater by my place, my thoughts go straight to Cleo and it's like my organs have been swapped out for a set of tacky Christmas lights. It's distracting and a little bit annoying, and it makes it hard to accept that things really might stay this way. Hopefully seeing her tonight will help me figure out what to do about it. After a quick, productive Friday, I duck out of the office a few hours early to head to my apartment to shower and change. I convinced Cleo to let me treat her to a drink at Hudson yards before the premiere. There's plenty of space for Brady to get some energy out...

...before the show and it's just the right distance from the theater, not so close that will run into our costars, but not so far that she'll be late. At my place I shower, shave and change into my suit. My phone buzzes from the bedside table. It's Cleo, on our way. Brady, can't wait to see you. I smile. Those Damn Christmas lights flickering on again. It'll be nice to see the little guy too, though I'd be lying if I didn't admit that part of me wishes Cleo and I could have the night to ourselves. My phone buzzes again. I guess I'm pretty excited to see you two smiley face. My fingers move faster than my brain can think. Leaving here in five I excited to see you too. Tell Brady if he's good, I'll buy him a Shirley temple. After hitting send. I call myself an Uber. It's a good thing I live alone. No one else is around to witness the big, dumb smile I can't seem to wipe off my face. When the car pulls up at Hudson yards, I hop out and narrowly avoid getting hit by a taxi got a love being back in the city. It's a good thing I'm here to help keep an eye on Brady. After all. I'm about to text Cleo to let her know that I'm here when I stopped dead in my tracks. Just a few yards ahead of me I spot her in a bright red figure hugging dress, her dark curls hanging loosely around her face. My jaw about drops to the floor. I knew she was gorgeous, but this fucking goddess. She's confident and sexy and successful and she knows it, and that's hotter than any wet dream I could have come up with Brady's young, high pitched squeal snaps...

...me back to reality, the same reality where my little brother is running loose on the sidewalk, way too close to where I was almost hit by a car moments ago. I jogged the few strides to close the distance between us and Scoop Brady up in my arms, something I haven't done since he was three. Probably the Little Shit's heavier than I remember, and I grunt and even out the weight. Luckily, he's just as sweet as ever and wraps his arms around me, burying his face in my shoulder. Jesus, Brady, don't scare me like that. CLEO's voice travels to my ears from behind Brady's head and I set him down to find her standing in front of us with her hands on her hips. Yeah, Budd you know better than to go running out by the street like that. You're a city kid. You got to do me proud. I gave Brady's hair gentle tussle and he scowls and smooths it back down. He's looking pretty dapper for a seven year old in a suit and bow tie that matches cleo's dress. I'd Bet a million bucks Helen had it all custom made for his first red carpet it might not be the Oscars, but the premiere of a sure to be hit TV show on a multimillion dollar streaming platform is a good start for any upandcoming social light, even a tiny one. Brady clears his throat and looks excitedly between us on Leoh, this is my big brother, Deane Dean. This is my nanny Galio. She's the actress and we're going to her red carpet tonight. Pleasure to meet you, Cleo. I outstretched my hand with a wink. Cleo replies with a coy smile. Pleasures all mine. I wonder if her heart is beating as fast as mine. The three of US start walking down the street to our destination, a kid friendly spot where we can both get...

...brady some chicken nuggets and Cleo in me a drink. Once there, we let Brady Guide the conversation, telling US eat what he thinks we need to know about the other. The whole time I'm watching CLEO's face closely for some sign of where she's at, because I know where I am. We've only been reunited for half an hour and I'm already breathing easier. I want to be with her, plain and simple. Now I just need to make sure she still feels the same way day. And Are you listening to me? I was saying that Clio's going to out four of my fries, but I'm only giving you three. Okay. The Look Brady gives me is so serious it's all I can do not to crack a smile. Sure thing, bud. So Dean. Do you work in the city? Her tone is light and casual, but over Brady's head, another conversation is taking place. While he's busy blowing on his chicken nuggets, Cleo and I are doing our best to communicate in code. Brady chimes in, carefully transferring a couple fries onto my napkin. Being works for my mom. I feel my brows shoot up to my hairline and Cleo covers her mouth to stifle a laugh. God, I really wish my little brother wasn't sitting in between us. I work with mom, Brady. I can't remember the last time I called Helen Mom. The word feels heavy and awkward coming out of my mouth. Oh, what do you do there? CLEO raises her eyebrows and pretend interest. It feels like we're back in Niagara doing our role playing game all over again, except this time I'd like to think I've learned a thing or two about acting. I'm heading a New Sustainability Initiative for the company, which is actually going very...

...well. She nods back and places a French fry between her lips. I've never wanted to be a deep fried slice of potatoes so badly before. Brady is still laser focused on his nuggets. CLEO WORKS FOR MOM to. She's my nanny and acting as her job on the side, and when she's gone, Marcella is my nanny. How kind of you to share? I'm not even going to touch the job on the side thing courtesy of Helen. I'm I'm sure Brady and I will talk about that later. CLEO cocks her head to the side, but I'm your favorite nanny, right. Brady pauses, squeezing his eyes shut and milking the moment of decision for all it's worth. Looks like I'm not the only one taking acting lessons with Cleo, you dirty dog, after all the nuggets I've made for you. Brady giggles, his little cheeks turning pink, his shoulders scrunching up so they almost touch his ears. You're my favorite, Glio. Then he ducks under the table, presumably to get the rest of his giggles out. You're my favorite too, I mouth, before Brady comes back up to finish his chicken. CLEO smiles softly and takes a sip of her drink, holding my gaze over the lip of the glass. God, I wish I knew what she was thinking. This would all be so much easier if we could just well talk. When it's time to make our way to the theater, we step outside onto the busy sidewalk. The Sun is starting to set behind the skyline, casting everything in a golden glow. I'll call us an uber. I'm already pulling out my phone, but CLEO stops me, placing her hand over mine in a move that would tip anyone off to our history. If our third wheel wasn't a seven year old. I got our ride covered. She nods to a sleek...

...stretch limo waiting for us down the way. Wow, Brady hollers and is about to take off of the car when Cleo and I both grab him at the same time. We've really got to work on your street smarts, dude in the Limo Brady's preoccupied with the sun roof and the multicolored lights under the Minibar, giving Cleo and I a couple of precious minutes of uninterrupted silence. I figured the best way for us to have that conversation without Brady overhearing is to text, so I pull out my phone, nudging her arm and nodding to her purse. Talk about the fancy side of Niagara. CLEO chuckles softly and begins to type. I see you read our first review. Oh, you didn't think I was going to show up to your premiere without googling your show first, did you? The Internet's obsessed with you guys. Right, the joys of working for a major streaming service. I've got a good feeling about this one. I place my hand on her knee, memories of Niagara Flooding back to me all at once. Me Too, thanks for inviting me tonight, by the way, it's good to see you again. Our eyes meet and Cleo rests her hand over mine. Brady still preoccupied with the lights under the mini bar and his exploration has taken him to the far end of the Limo. CLEO and I are practically alone in the back several feet away from our tiny chaperone, our faces only inches apart. What I wouldn't do to be able to sneak a kiss without the miniature snitch noticing, and based on the way CLEO's gazing and my lower lip, she's thinking the exact same thing. We're here. The LIMO stops and Brady's sweaty little body wedges between...

...us to peer out the window at the small crowd gathering around the red carpet. Okay, Bud, remember what we talked about. You and I are going to walk outside with Cleo, but then she has a lot of fancy actress stuff she has to do without us. We'll meet her inside, right right. Brady nods, his face stern and serious, like he's preparing for battle. We climb out of the LIMO, but instead of cameras flashing and photographers shouting, were greeted by a frazzled looking woman in all black and a pair of glasses holding a clipboard. She checks us in and tells us where to go, pointing cleo to the line for the red carpet and Brady and me to the lobby where light refreshments are being served before the premiere begins. I gave Cleo's hand a light squeeze before we part ways, leaning in to whisper in her ear, you're gorgeous. They have no idea what's about to hit them. She smiles and marches to the red carpet line, joining a tall blond I assume is her costar joy, based on the way she squeals and wraps her arms around her on sight. You look amazing. I steer Brady inside. What did you say to Cleo? He looks up at me with his brows scrunched together. I told her that she's going to do great out there. When that doesn't seem to placate him, I sigh and I told her that she looks pretty tonight. Brady's mouth curls into a mischievous smile. You like Leo, don't you? Come on, let's get you that. Shirley Temple, I got kicked off the team. What why? Coach heard about last night. They're pretty strict on fights. Did you tell him why you got in a fight? Hannah and I were there. That guy...

...was awful. Doesn't matter. What about the Casino? They actually promoted me part time security. Know, no shit, no shit. Well, I'm sorry about the baseball thing. I don't Hannah is super grateful. I don't think I could have handled that guy all by want to go on a date with me? Say what date? How is that going to work? I lost my passport last night. When you found it, where did you find it? It was on the front steps of the Casino, like a lost slipper. I Guess Disney is for adults. What nothing. Thank you for bringing me this your local fine, I'll go on one day, one date, under one condition. What's that? It's nowhere near Niagara Falls. The premiere is a hit. I knew the show would be good, but CLEO is a fucking revelation. Compelling, sweet, Funny Smart. It's strange knowing her like I do now and seeing her up on the screen, because it's her up there and it isn't. It's her face and her voice and even the way her lip curls right before she kisses you, but she's also transformed completely into someone else. It might sound stupid, but I thought I understood acting before watching Cleo's show blue everything I knew out of the water. You were incredible. I pulled Cleo in for a hug in the lobby the light...

...floral scent of her hair sends me slightly off kilter. I don't think I'm used to being this close to a real life celebrity. Okay, calm down, Casanova, and thank you. Brady wiggles in between us as we part, a broad smile stretched across his face as he gazes up at Cleo with wide admiring eyes. Cleo, your show was really, really good. You were like up there on the screen, but you were also next to me in the seat and you were talking, but you weren't talking. He keeps babbling in excitement and Cleo nods along patiently. Looks like I'm not the only MC Daniel boy obsessed with the star of the show. Hey, Cleo, a guy I recognize as her Costar, Evans, saunters over to us and places his hand roughly on Cleo's shoulder. Did you hear they were newing us for a second season? Our reddie hitching? He pats her arm and walks away before she can respond. She turns to me stunned. Holy Shit, that's a bad word. I nudge CLEO. I told you you'll be able to quit nannying by the end of the week, but but but, but, Glas, but the take me to the Museum of Ice Cream next week. Brady automatically switches into braddy rich kid mode. Cleo shoots me a look and places a soothing hand on Brady's cheek. You think I would miss the Museum of Ice Cream? No Way, little man. I think you'll still be seeing plenty of Cleo Bud. I say it more to Cleo than to him. I will. CLEO smiles and nods, taking my hand in hers. It's more than just a few Christmas lights shining inside me now. There's a whole damn Christmas parade marching around in there. I give her fingers a squeeze and she leans into me, resting her head on my shoulder. Brady...

...stares up at US dumbfounded, and I kiss the top of CLEO's head for good measure. He might as well know it now. Lord knows he saw right through my shit acting all night. Anyways, he's a smart kid and in large part he has cleo to think for it. Her Chin pressed into my Bicep, Cleo gazes up at me with a beaming smile. We'll be seeing each other for a long time, if I have anything to say about it. Hook up state of mind is written by Becca Morgan and Amelia Jay rose, produced by consensual creating steamy feminist first romance for riot girls. Special thanks to baby money and the down payments for the use of our theme song, Oh boy, streamable on scotify. Head Sound Engineer John McNeil, Studio Recording by John McNeil and Sam Silver, mood lighting engineer, mixing by spiral like creative and mastering by aiding of Laura. This episode was performed by Daniel Jordan, Nadia Pelletier, Bianca Shaw, Evan Wiseman and Jen Nicole. Thanks for getting your romance fix with consensual pod. We hope you guys fell in love with Cleo and dean. Want to read the E book. Hook up state of mind by BECCA Morgan and Amelia Jay rose is now available on Amazon. Don't forget to follow us at consensual pod on instagram for updates on season three. Catch you later, riot girls and.

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