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“What are your plans for today?” I ask, not letting her go.
“I’ve still got some photos from your concert to edit. How about you? Are you working?”
“Nope, not working today so I’m all yours. Any ideas for what we could do?”
Laughter escapes from her lips and my dick jerks. God, I want her again. She pushes me away playfully and says, “Oh, I’ve got plenty of ideas for what we could do, but only one idea for what I will be doing. I won’t bore you with the details of what you’ll be missing out on, though.” She winks and turns to walk out of the bedroom.
A second later, I lift her from behind, carry her back into the bedroom and throw her onto the bed. Climbing on top of her, I bend my face to hers and growl, “How about I tell you what you’d be missing out on then?”
My phone rings, interrupting the fuck out of us, and I’m annoyed to see it’s Tom, my manager. “What’s up?” I ask as I answer it. I’m straddling Presley and I slide my spare hand under her t-shirt to find her breast. I’ve no intention of being on the phone for very long.
“Jett, where are you?” He sounds irritated.
“I’m with Presley. Why?”
“You’re supposed to be at the recording studio this morning.”
Shit, I’d forgotten about that.
“Sorry, Tom. I’m on my way now,” I say as I move off Presley. As I end the call, I tell her, “I’ve gotta head to the studio. I forgot we have a band meeting this morning.”
Shifting so she can prop herself up on her elbows, she says, “All good.”
I pull on my shirt and grin at her. “You free tonight?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. I’m taking you out, and then I’m bringing you home to have my way with you,” I promise her as I bend and kiss her.
“Promises, promises,” she jokes, but I can see she’s down with that idea.
I grab my car keys and nod as I head out of the bedroom. “You better fucking believe it, baby. You won’t know what hit you when I make good on that promise.”
As I walk out the front door, the sound of her laughing is ringing in my head, and it’s the best fucking sound to begin the day with.
* * *
Van is sitting in the corner, moody as ever, when I enter the studio half an hour later. He stands and throws me a filthy look. “Glad you could make it.” His sarcasm drips from his lips and it pisses me off.
As I approach him, West jumps in between us and places his hands on my chest, trying to hold me back. “Can you two give it a rest?” he mutters.
Halting my progress, I scowl at Van and say, “I’m here now, so let’s get this over with.”
Tom enters the conversation. “Jett, the label wants to fast track this album. They’ve done some testing and there’s a lot of fans screaming for it.”
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean we have to rush it. We said we were taking our time with this one so we could have a break.” I stop and look at him. “We’re fucking exhausted and need some time off.”
Tom nods in agreement. “I know, but the boys are keen to do this so they’re just waiting for you to give it the green light, too.”
I shake my head in disapproval. Looking around the room, I ask, “You all really want to do this? What about the decision we’d already made and all agreed to?”
Van steps forward. “The label’s offered a bonus to all of us if we do it now.”
My mouth gapes open. “We don’t need the fucking money, Van.”
He shrugs. “Why turn it down? Fuck, Jett, we’ve been doing this for so long now we can all do this shit in our sleep. Let’s just do it, collect the pay check, and then take a break.”
“Except there’s never a break after an album, dickhead. You all know an album means a tour.” I turn my gaze to Hunter. “Are you on board with this?”
