Page 71 of Last Chance


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I shake my head as a fresh tear appears in my eye, Max notices it and brushes it away with the calloused pad of his thumb.

“And that makes three people I’ve ever told that story to.”

“Three?”

“My mum, Donna my therapist, and now you.”

“Not Finch?”

“No, not Finch. He thinks I lost it to Megan White.”

“Who’s Megan White, not...”

“The Drummer? No, not her—I wish! Megan, a girl from school, she used to hang around at our first shows. She was pretty though, very pretty.”

“Your first groupie?”

“Yeah, I suppose she was.” He chuckles with a smile. “Seventeen years old with a guitar in hand and you somehow think you are invincible.”

“Imagine what seventeen-year-old Max would say if he saw where you are now?”

“He’d be amazed that me and the guys have even achieved half of what we have. But if you mean right now. Like seeing you and me, curled up together on my sofa, my baby growing in your belly?”

He tips my chin, so my eyes are glued to his hazel ones. The soft light in the room making his almost shine. My breath hitches slightly.

“What would he say to that?” I whisper.

“He’d feel the same way I do now,” he whispers back.

“And what’s that?”

“He’d want to know why the hell am I not kissing you right now?” He moves his face closer to mine, but he leaves that gap. A gap I so desperately want to close, to mould us together again.

“Then why the hell aren’t you?” I whisper back as I close that space. Taking Max’s lips in a smooth kiss. He grips my cheeks in his large hands as he kisses me back, his tongue sneaking from his mouth and teasing at the seam of my lips which open so willingly for him. So, our tongues can connect again, so they can dance and caress. But not at their usual frantic pace. It’s just something, something completely different. Max has opened up tonight, sharing something he’s kept so close to his heart for so many years and I just want to thank him for picking me to share that with. There’s a lot I want to thank Max Baines for. Getting pregnant should have been a nightmare, but having a baby with Britain’s biggest rock star is turning out to be the best thing that’s ever happened to me.

Because it’s Max. It’s him. It’s always been him.

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