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“You seemed quite smitten yourself.”
“Are we doing this again?” I smile, crossing my arms in front of my chest.
“Doing what?” He leans against the wall, tucking his hands into the front pockets of his jeans.
“I never pegged you for the jealous type,” I tease, crossing toward him.
“Are you making fun of me right now?” He cocks a brow. His brown gaze holds mine as I step directly in front of him and place my hands on his chest.
“I just had to bear witness to two very pretty, half-dressed girls fucking you with their eyes. If we’re gonna play who has the right to be more insecure, I’m gonna win.”
“Are you saying you’re jealous?” He fights the smile I can see threatening to appear.
“Would it make you feel better if I said yes?” I ask.
“Perhaps.”
I shake my head and turn as the doors slide open, quickly exiting the car without comment.
Because Colton brought me here earlier, I already know where our room is, but since he didn’t give me a key, I have to wait for Hudson.
Sliding up next to me, he waves the card in front of the scanner before we push our way inside.
I’m kicking off my shoes when his warm heat settles behind me.
“I feel crazy when it comes to you,” he says into my hair before inhaling deeply.
“I know the feeling.” I smile, turning into his embrace, my cheek resting against his hard chest.
“It’s weird for me. I’ve never been like this over a woman before. Hell, I was jealous over you spending the day with a man I consider family. All day all I could think about was what was happening, what you two were talking about, what you were doing. I envisioned some pretty horrific stuff for a man that never gets jealous.”
“Does it make me a bad person if I say I’m glad you felt that way?” I ask, pulling my face back to peer up at him.
“Considering I felt half sick all day, maybe.” He grimaces playfully.
“I’m not glad you felt sick or that you worried. But I am glad that you feel enough for me to worry. It means I’m not in this alone,” I admit, allowing him to see how truly vulnerable he makes me feel. “Imagine how I feel every single day knowing you are who you are and that you’re out on the road where thousands of people have access to you on a daily basis. I worry that one day you’re going to look around and realize that you’re wasting this opportunity and being with me is holding you back.”
“You don’t hold me back, Lennon. You propel me forward. Since the first night I met you I knew there was something different about you. Something special. I won’t lie and say that I haven’t been with my fair share of women over the years, because I have. But not one of them has stuck with me the way you did. In Nashville, when I saw you standing out in the crowd, I swear I’ve never felt that kind of rush before. Performing on a stage for thousands of screaming fans doesn’t hold a candle to the thrill I get every time I look at you.” He sweeps his thumb across my bottom lip and I swear if not for his arm around my waist I’d likely not be standing.
“You have a way with words. You know that?” I get out breathlessly when his lips take the place of where his thumb was just moments ago.
“You haven’t seen anything yet, Lennon Claire,” he promises, his tongue sweeping through my mouth as he guides me back toward the bed
