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“You good?” I ask, taking the empty chair opposite him.
“Hey, Xander. Yeah, just wanted a little peace and quiet before the chaos. Got lyrics rolling around in my head for a new song and wanted to get them down on paper.” He leans back in his chair and looks at me. “How did lunch go?”
I clear my throat. ‘Good.”
Jameson’s mouth twitches. “Are you blushing, cupcake?”
I glower at him. “Fuck off.”
His eyes narrow. “Well, well. Someone got laid.”
Someone got laid.
What a casual, crass description for what Chastity and I shared this afternoon. There was nothing crass or casual about it.
I straighten my suit jacket. “None of your fucking business.”
Jameson purses his lips, eyeing me thoughtfully. “You’re right. But looking at you right now, I’d hazard a guess that your little redhead means more to you than you anticipated.”
I’m shocked at his insight. “Sounds like you’re talking from experience. What’s going on between you and Shelby.”
Jameson’s expression darkens. “None of your fucking business.”
I smile. Touché.”
Yeah. Neither of us is big on talking.
The concert goes perfectly that night. Chastity is in the VIP section at the front of the stage, and I find myself distracted, keeping an eye on her. She looks like she’s having a great time. And fuck, she looks edible in jeans that mold to her heart-shaped ass and a Soul Obsession T-shirt that clings to her heavy tits. She has her phone out and seems to be sharing the experience with one of her friends. Her face is animated as she sings along with the guys, shaking that peach of an ass and waving her hands in the air.
She’s like a free spirit. Does she want to be tethered to a jaded guy like me? Shit. I can’t believe I’m even contemplating a relationship. Two days ago, I was content to be on my own. But when Chastity fell into my arms, it was game over. She’s mine. I know it in my bones.
Now I just have to convince her I’m worth waiting for.
The guys do their usual meet and greet after the show, but Chastity is noticeably absent. I ping her a text.
Everything okay?
A second later, she replies.
“Yeah, sorry. Hot and sweaty after the concert. Needed a shower.
My mind immediately conjures images of her naked body beneath the hot spray, and my cock hardens.
I quickly send another text.
Things are winding up down here. Meet me at the pool for a swim in thirty minutes?
Less than a second later, Chastity replies with love-heart eyes and a thumbs up.
I smile. Jesus, I’m going soft. Well, not completely. My cock is as hard steel, and only one woman can appease him.
When I arrive at the pool twenty-five minutes later, it’s quiet. No one in sight. Figures, as it’s almost midnight. This part of the hotel has been reserved for the band, making this pool theirs. The pool on the other side of the hotel is still open for public use.
I set my stuff down and roll my neck before diving in. When I come back up, Chastity is sitting at the side of the pool with her legs in the water.
She’s wearing a green bikini, her breasts spilling out of the triangles of the top, her pale stomach and thighs begging for my mouth and hands. My cock twitches in my swim shorts as I swim up to her.
“It’s a good thing we’re alone in here, or I’d have to gouge out the eyes of any other man who looks at you in that excuse for a bikini.”
