“And how am Idoing at my wholespoiling Baby Morningstargoal?”
“Jett!” Iexclaim with a laugh. “You obliterated that goal with the sexalone.Truly, you do not need to do all of this; you already have me hooked, Baby.”
“But you like it, don’t you? This isn’t too—”
“Nothing you are, nothing you do, nothing you say, nothing youfeelwill ever be too much for me. This is the most perfect date Ihave ever been on, and to say Ifeel properly adored and spoiled, all of those descriptions are a gross understatement,Mr. Raven.”
“Fuck.Now you’ve done it, Baby. Now Ihaveto see it.Mrs. Raven.”
I fight the urge to roll my eyes because Iwas about to demolish the truffle-infused scallops on my plate. But that can wait a minute since Jett is socute. He wants to see one of his many goals he’s checked-off,my future name in ink. Ihope and pray I’ll never have to do another sex scene with Ace, but if Ihad to, it would be so satisfying to see his face when he caught a glimpse of this as the cameras avoid it. Istand, walk two whole steps, and turn my back to Jett as he lifts my coat and my top while lowering my beltline enough to see his claim on me inked permanently across my lower back. He curses under his breath and grips my hips before kissing every ornately scrawled letter.
“I swear, beautiful, if Iever win a Grammy orten,the feeling would never compare to having wonyou.Owningyou.It’s the best feeling in the world.” My head is filled with otherworldly tingles as he traces each letter with his finger and again with his tongue. “Sorry, darling, you need to eat, please, sit.”
“You’rewhat Iwant to be eating,darling.”
“I’m afraidyou’rethe one that’s going to be getting devoured tonight, Baby. Now, let me see you eat.”
I swirl the scallop in pesto mashed potatoes and savour the bite.
“Good girl.”
I moan, and he takes a bite of rustic sourdough, his eyes rolling back in his head, and, true, he doesn’t eat many carbs, but Idon’t think it’s just because of the bread that he moans right back.
“So … earlier you said you had a dream about me last night?”
He groans, “Yes! That abhorrent Ava interrupted me before Icould tell you.”
I love how much he hates my cast because, honestly, they’re all uptight twats.
“So … don’t freak out and go allJett has powers and he can bend time and space and all that,but … I’m pretty sure it was a future vision, Baby. Like, I’m gonna make sure this happens.”
I down my champagne because Ifeel an idea ramble coming, and yes, every time those happen, the idea comes to fruition, we know this. Ibrace myself. “Let me guess, a sex dream?”
Jett swallows a bite and makes a buzzer sound, “Err! Not even close. Okay, so you were directing a slasher flick, like a really cool one, Baby. Not predictable atall.Mick wrote the script with you, and we were both in it. You and me, the final girl and the killer. And the soundtrack was all me, or like, at least half my songs and the other half we picked together. Itwas incredible, Mads, it’s … it’s what Iwant for us.”
A blubbery, happy little sound bubbles up in my throat and a tear rolls down my cheek. The way this mansees me, sees what Iwant and need, even in his sleep? He’s nothing short of a miracle.
My voice shakes with joy. “You want that for us? That’s the dream! Oh my God, you wanna act, Baby?” Oh shit, another happy tear. Ihave thought about what an incredible actor Jett would make many times, but his plate is full enough, and Ididn’t want him to feel more pressure than he already does.
He nods and thanks our server as he brings red wine and wagyu steak. “You like that?”
“Like it? Jett!”
He leans over and wipes away another tear, licking it off his fingertip like a true weirdo.
“Baby, we’re doing it. As soon as my tour is over. Ican even start composing some songs for it on tour once we know the vibe and storyline—”
I cut him off with a kiss over the table to show him how much this means to me and how the thought of getting to do this with him will keep me going; even if Ihave to be stuck in the North for months.
“Thank you,” Isay against his lips. “I love you. You even make my dreams come true when you’re sleeping, that’s how Iknow you’re made for me, Baby.”
He grins, and Iforce myself to sit back down.
“Glad you like the idea as much as Ido. That’s why, after we eat and the harvest moon rises and we walk around these old rocks while you tell me all the cool history about them under the full moon … we’re going to head to Old Wardour to …practice.”
I gulp audibly. “Practice … for our slasher movie that hasn’t been written yet?”
Jett knocks back his wine and nods. “I’m going to have so much fun capturing you,final girl.”
