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“No, those psychos aren't making my decisions for me. I won't let that happen!”
“Things will calm down in a few days.”
“You reckon?”
“Yeah. And if not, once the tour's over, we'll be out of the spotlight. The hype will die down. Some other celeb is bound to get up to shit that's more interesting than us. Well, until the album's released in October, then Ruby Riot will be everywhere again, and we'll be back in the public eye.”
Tegan studies me curiously. “October?”
“Yeah. Why?”
She shakes her head. “What Riley said.”
“What?”
“About this between us lasting.”
“Oh. Right. Um.”Shit.
“Don't stress. I think it's cute you can see us lasting beyond the tour.”
Cute? I sit forward. “What the hell? Don't you?”
“Who knows?”
I'm pissed off now. I haven't thought hard about a future with Tegan outside the tour, as I can't see much beyond day to day currently. If she's doubtful, could the relationship that's causing this shitstorm be over soon? Telling the world about Tegan was supposed to make things less complicated, not more.
I stand. “Fine. Whatever. I'm heading upstairs to fetch my gear.”
“Yeah, I might come with you.” Tegan holds her hand out so I can pull her up from the seat. When I do, she keeps hold of my shoulders and kisses me softly. “Don't be pissed off with me for being realistic about us.”
“I'm not,” I lie.
She slides her hand into the back pocket of my jeans and squeezes my ass. “But Riley's right, you'd better make this worth my while.”
I nip her bottom lip. “Oh, I will. You already know that.”
Tegan's face breaks into a smile, eyes lighting up with the happiness I want to see in them. I wrap her in my arms. There's nothing more natural than Tegan’s warmth pressed against me; they can't take this away from us. I bury my face into her soft hair and focus my senses on us.
Sex with Tegan blew my mind. Yeah, cliché but true. She ripped everything I understood about fucking a girl out of my head and showed me a real connection. We were Jax and Tegan, not Jax and some girl who lies down to let the rock star screw her. Never mind that she has the sweetest pussy and amazing body, there was more. I looked her in the face. I never look girls in the face, or link myself to anything but the physical pleasure. Weird, but the moment I met her eyes, our bodies joined, something shifted. Tegan isn’t just another in a long line; she’s something else. She’s mine.
Tegan stole any chance of this being purely physical the day she teased me after our first night out. I knew then if I was prepared to wait for her, this would be different. I cared about Tegan’s pleasure. I want to be the man she can’t ever let go because if sex feels half as fucking good for her as it does for me, we’ve something here that I don’t want to lose.
The worry is, with the openness comes more. I'm unsure if opening myself up to this girl was the right move. What if she takes my heart and smashes it into pieces?
* * *
TEGAN
I switch off my phone and throw it onto the bed, unable to look at the screen any more. I sit and stare through the window of my hotel suite, into the dark sky where the stars are shrouded by grey clouds, and attempt to ground myself. Three solid days of this crap. What the hell am I doing? Jax is lying next to me, hands behind his head as he watches local TV.
“What's wrong?” he asks.
“Doesn't matter.” My heart races as the comments on my Twitter feed seer sear themselves across my mind. Pure nastiness from people who don't know me. Today, I discovered a fake account set up in my name, filled with porn images reported to be me.
“More of the same?” Jax sits and wraps his arms around me, pulling me into him. I rest my head on his shoulder and he kisses my hair. “You shouldn’t have reactivated your account. I'm going to have to confiscate your bloody phone!”
I glance at the offending item. “I'm not switching it back on now.”
