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Jett waves to the fans and then we’re whisked inside.
“You go and do your thing, I’ll take care of Presley,” Tom says.
“No, I want to get her settled in our seats first - ” he starts to argue but I cut in.
“I’m okay, so you just go and do what you have to and don’t even think about me.”
Jett looks torn and I feel for him. He’s never had to concern himself with this conflict of interests before and I love him for worrying, but I just want him to focus on the band.
Before he can argue again, I gently push him. “Go. Tom will look after me,” I almost beg him.
He gives me one last pained look and then kisses me quickly before turning and leaving.
We watch him go and Tom mutters, “Thank fuck for that. I was beginning to think we were going to have to go with him. Your boy there has it bad for you.”
I narrow my gaze on him. “You don’t really like me, do you?”
Tom’s about five years older than me, but in this moment he looks about ten. I watch the lines on his face crinkle as he sighs. His shoulders slump a little, too, and I realise this scandal is taking its toll on him just as much as the band. “I do like you, Presley, and on one hand, I think you’re just what Jett needs, but at the moment, with all the other shit going on, you’re exactly what he doesn’t need. I’m sorry if that sounds harsh, but my job is to look out for the band and my guys, and I’ll do anything in my power to make sure they get through this with as little damage to their careers as possible. At the moment, having you around is helping, but the minute that isn’t working anymore, I’ll advise Jett to do differently.”
I stare at him and listen carefully to every word he says. Nodding, I agree, “That works for me.”
Frowning, he says, “You’re not like any other woman I’ve had to deal with where the band is concerned.”
“What do you mean?”
“I expected to cop an earful off you just then, and all you say is that works for you. Fuck, the bitch Van was engaged to used to bust my balls every chance she got, always demanding to be involved in everything.” He pauses for a minute and then adds, almost as an afterthought, “I’m not really sure what to make of you.”
“I’ll make this easy for you, Tom. I’m here for Jett, and Jett only. I’ll do everything in my power to make sure he’s okay. If I think you’re making a bad move, I’ll tell him, but not because I want to be demanding and controlling; it’ll be because I’m falling for him and want to see him happy. So you could say we’ve got the same vision here, but the minute I don’t think you’re right, I’ll advise Jett to do differently.”
His expression changes and his shoulders loosen a little. Chuckling, he says, “Well fuck, I can’t argue with that, pretty lady.” He puts his arm out for me to link my arm with. “Let’s get you to your seat so you can watch your boy charm his way back into the hearts of women all over the world.”
I laugh and join him.
It seems Tom and I just came to an agreement, and it feels damn good to get that out of the way.
17
Jett
“You sure did charm the panties off those women tonight,” Presley says, grinning at me. I’ve got her naked, straddling me and I’m so fucking ready to get inside her.
I grimace. “Babe, the last fucking thing I want to be talking about right now is other women. The only thing I wanna be talking about right now is how soon I can get my dick inside your pussy, so can we just focus on the task at hand?”
Her tits wobble as she laughs, and my attention is diverted completely to them as she says something I don’t even hear. Well, I hear it, but I don’t comprehend it because, fuck, her tits are demanding. They need my hands and my tongue and my lips, and I’m more than fucking happy to give them what they need.
“Jett, you’re not listening to me, are you?”
I lift my head off the pillow so I can take one of her nipples into my mouth.
Fuck me, her tits are amazing.
“Jett!”
I let her go and my head falls back on the pillow. Reluctantly shifting my gaze from her chest, I give her my eyes. As I run my hand over her breast, I grumble, “Baby, it’s too hard to take care of your tits and listen to you, so you have to make the decision for me. Do you want me to listen or to take care?”
She looks at me with wonder. “Only you could manage to do that.”
I tweak her nipple and ask, “Do what?”
