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“Right. Okay.”

In a daze, I head along the hallway and back to my desk. This role was temporary, a bit of fun and experience to stand me in good stead for the future. I wasn’t expecting to throw my life into work yet, but look at the opportunity. Travel. Prestige. Financial independence.

The grey skyline outside my window could be replaced by Manhattan. Studying for a degree for three years in order to land a job exactly like this makes no sense when I could have it all now.

Wow.

* * *

JAX

There’s a confident aura around the Tegan recently reminiscent of the girl I met in Portugal. Not that she’s ever lost the determined love for life, but I’m suddenly aware how the tour lifestyle squeezed some of this from her.

If it wasn’t for the way she shares the ache when we’re apart and told me she’d loved me, the tenderness in her touch after the unleashing of the passion into the mind-blowing sex I’ve longed for since she left for London, I’d worry she was unsure about a future. No, Tegan told me she loved me and the truth is reflected in each look and touch.

Loving Tegan is like standing on the top of a high building, a sick feeling in my stomach as I fight against falling and landing hard. But she knows how I feel now, and that’s one step closer to keeping her.

After the crap that happened to Tegan, and my confession about what she means to me, I need to up the romance. Chicks love that shit and I’m sure Tegan will too. I order champagne and persuade her into the massive spa bath in my hotel room. The relaxed intimacy of life with Tegan rejoins me, as if she’s never been away. Hair piled on her head and face flushed by the heat, Tegan lies back and places her leg on my shoulder. I rub the bubbles from Tegan’s ankle and kiss the damp skin.

“I like this,” I say.

“What?”

“Me and you being me and you, away from all the crap.”

I run my fingers along her slippery leg. “When I’ve made a bucket load of money, I’ll take us places where the world can’t see us. Buy a house somewhere exclusive and private, like your brother has.” Tegan doesn’t respond and splashes the water in front of her. “You okay? You’re quiet.”

“I’m good.”

I sit forward and push damp hair from Tegan’s face. The graze on her forehead has almost healed, but a sick anger grips when I think about her hurt because of me.

“This would make a good photo,” she says with a giggle. “Me and you in the bath.”

“Tegan…” I warn.

“Kidding! I’m not jeopardising things with Tina.”

I rub more bubbles from her body, tracing my fingers along the damp skin. “Jeopardising what?”

She chews her lip. “Nothing.”

“The work you’ve been doing? Tell me what plans you have for the band. I hope you’re not going to photograph me half-naked.”

Tegan’s mouth twitches into a smile and she reaches for the floor. “Well… where’s my phone?” I splash her and she laughs. “Not my plans to make. Anyway, Riley’s told you everything.”

“Might’ve switched off once she started talking,” I say with a grin. “I’m only interested in my music.”

“Rude!” She flicks bubbles at me.

“Tell me. What’s happening?”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Tegan…” I tug her leg and she slips down the bath, her head touching the water.

With a splash, she sits up and glares at me. I’m not paying attention to the pout though, only the erotic fantasy of Tegan’s glistening tits, nipples peeking out from behind the bubbles. I drag her legs further toward me and hold her slippery skin against mine.

Tegan straddles my lap but resists my attempts to touch her beneath the water as we kiss. Her breath comes fast against my face as she kisses my neck.

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