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Do I date rock stars?
Bryn’s absence is noted by his plateful on the table in front of his empty seat. I look around and spot Bryn resting against the polished wooden bar, with Liam.
Jax steals one of my chips and I slap his hand. “I’m starving! Order your own!”
Jax grins, grabs another chip, and calls over the waitress.
* * *
JAX
The amount of shit that’s happened the last few days and I’m over the drama. Tegan’s there when I need to take a step away from the band; she’s downtime from the mounting fame and craziness. Tegan can keep me grounded — she already is — and I don’t want to lose that. So, I called her bluff. If this is about her brother, I fixed that problem. If her doubt is about me, Tegan can kick me to one side now before I become attached.
Emotionally attached? Bloody weird. The last chick I craved hardly noticed I existed, but this one definitely does. Kissing Tegan blows my mind; the softness of her skin beneath my fingers begs me to touch her, taste her… Fine, I could be confused here. My lust could be causing the ridiculous tingling in my chest every time Tegan graces me with a smile or kisses me. Whatever this is, Tegan has perfected a trick where she flicks from soothing me, to driving me crazy in a spilt second.
I want her. Simple as that. Apart from it isn’t, and now the ball’s in her court.
Gradually, Tegan relaxes and eventually takes my hand again. The longer we sit here, the more on the edge of the guys’ lives I feel, like a little kid dismissed by his superiors. I never noticed before; Jem’s always been a bit of a douche around me and Bryn has his reasons, but Liam and Dylan don’t have the time of day. Maybe they’re more up their own backsides than I realised.
“You want to sit somewhere else?” I ask Tegan, helping her finish her chips.
“Aren’t Will and Nate coming tonight?”
“Nah. They’ve been in a bar in Pigalle since lunch time; I doubt they’ll move from there now.” I stroke her hair, willing her to say she’ll leave with me because all I want to do is discover if my announcement equals bed.
“You didn’t go with them?”
“Oh, yeah. For a couple of hours, but word spread we were there, and I couldn’t be arsed with the attention.”
She stiffens. “Female attention?”
“Media.” I pause. “Plus, I wanted to talk to Bryn.”
She glances at the others. “Come with me, I want to talk toyou.”
Tegan leads me to a quiet corner, behind a pillar at the edge of the bar and I carry our drinks over. My experience of figuring out how women’s minds work is limited. Who knows if she’s happy or not with my decision to announce our hook-up to her brother.
“That was brave of you,” she says quietly. “Possibly stupid, but brave.”
“Does it change anything?”
Her face softens and she touches my face and I curl my fingers around her hand. “You know that you didn’t only tell Bryn, but the whole of the room.”
“And? I meant what I said this morning, Tegan. I like you and I don’t care who knows.” I wrap an arm around her slender waist, eager for her mouth. “Do you?”
“Are you sure about this?” she whispers.
“Do you really need to ask me that question?” I brush my lips against hers and she parts them slightly. “I want you.”
In response, Tegan pushes her mouth onto mine, surprising me as she swipes her tongue along my lip. As her curves press into me, the awareness of the rest of the room vanishes. All that exists and matters is the girl in my arms, whose kiss unites me with a part of myself I crave to know better. She tastes of champagne and sweetness, of the girl who’s stolen my ability to make rational decisions. Here, with her, is where I want to be. Kissing her wakens the part of me I was killing with random hook-ups, a part of me aching to discover what sex with Tegan would be like.
She gently untangles my fingers from where they’re gripping her hair and slides her mouth from mine. The sound around re-enters my awareness, but my focus is on the pink-faced girl looking back at me with darkened eyes.
“We should leave,” she says.
“Good idea.”
“I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Her lips briefly meet mine and she weaves her way through the tables, the heat she just ignited growing as I watch her ass in the oh-so-tight jeans of hers.
