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Not that being glued to Brandon could ever compare to being in Apollo’s arms now.
And for a second, I just let myself indulge.
“Anyway, you can’t leave yet.” The smell of whisky is evident on his breath as he leans in close. One of his go-to moves that I used to fall for.
“I’m not with you, Lo.” I call him by the nickname everyone else calls him. Although I was never one to use it before. Lo is his stage persona. Not my Apollo.
But he is no longer mine, is he?
He looks at me with narrow eyes. “Lo? You’re calling me that now?”
“Well, I mean, isn’t that what everyone calls you? Who you are now?”
Our attraction is still powerful, consuming — but I can’t let myself get overwhelmed by that. I need to make him understand the past was left in the past.
His eyes soften and his voice gets that deep tone it had when it was just the two of us back then. “I love the way you say my name, Lucy.”
It makes me puddle inside. I melt into him, just an inch and look into his eyes. Those eyes I see every day when I look at my daughter.
My muscles lock in place.
What am I doing?
“I… I really have to go. I have responsibilities I need to get back to.”
With a twinkle in his eye, he tilts his head to one side, making his dark, straight hair fall over his broad shoulder.
Why does he have to be so fucking adorable?
“What kind of responsibilities do you have?”
Oh god, oh god.
“A little…. Um, well… Important ones.” My mouth slams shut.
“Yeah, I’m sure you do.” His sarcasm is barely veiled. “But you can spare some time for an old friend. Besides, I want you to see our show. I thought you might show up at one of our concerts in the last few years, but you haven’t. Why is that?”
Because I was pregnant first, and then caring for your baby. A baby I never even told you about.
I’m a mess. I couldn’t tell him because I knew he’d want to stay and miss the chance of a lifetime. But at the same time, I can’t help but resent him just a little bit because he chose his career over me.
I know that is mean of me, and petty, but I can’t help the way I feel, and I’m so ashamed of it.
Besides, loving him the way I did, the way I still do, would make it hurt that much more to watch all those girls throwing themselves at him and him basking in it.
“I don’t know. Maybe seeing you again was something I wasn’t sure would go well.”
He presses his lips against my temple and heat surges through me and ends up in the worst place ever, leaving my panties damp. “You and I will always go well together.”
“Seriously, though, I should get going. I did order an Uber already.”
“You don’t need an Uber. I can send you home in our car.”
Gesturing with his free hand, as he has me wrapped up against him with the other, he shows me the back of the stage. “And here we are.”
He finds a little chair and sets me down on it. “From here you will have the best view of me. I’m actually excited for you to see me perform.” He shows me the pebbled flesh on his arm. “See, goosebumps. Crazy.”
“So, it’ll be me who juices you up so you can rock out tonight?” I laugh and duck my head.
