Page 61 of Cosmic God


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When we arrived at my room, she smiled in that way that melted my black heart and made it beat normally again.

“Angel?” I questioned, desperate to know what she was thinking right now.

Reaching out her hand, she pulled me towards her, wrapping her arms around my neck. “You’ve changed me so much since I met you. I feel safe, seen, and beautiful. You’ve given me the power to wear a dress like this with no underwear and not worry that I’m about to be attacked. I can’t thank you enough for that, Tan.”

“You deserve to be seen, Em. You’re too beautiful to be wearing those God-awful clothes,” I replied, pressing my forehead against hers and pulling her tighter against me, feeling her against my exposed chest.

“Rude. I liked the librarian look.” She giggled.

“I like you any way I can get you, angel, but right now I want you to ride me in that dress and crown because it’s hot as hell.”

And that’s how my birthday ended, with her riding my cock. The soft material of her dress dancing over my skin, and her beautiful ruby red lips devouring me until we both fell over the edge together.

Emmy - 3 weeks later

Thebandwasatthe recording studio, so I was sitting with my laptop, notebook, and the journals they’d been filling in for me, working through it all for their book. I liked to write down phrases, sentences, and words that they’ve said that made me want to know more and questions the reader might have about the things they’d told me. Those initial conversations helped me work out where we needed to go next and what we needed to explore more, and that’s what I was doing right now. I was busy writing, when my phone lit up with Quinn’s name. I suddenly felt terrible that I’d not called her for weeks and not even checked on Shelly.

I answered. “I’m the worst friend. I’m so sorry I’ve not been in touch.”

“Tell me it’s because you’re off having the best time and all is forgiven.” I bit down on my lip, heat flooding my face, as I thought about all thebest timesI’d had over the last few weeks with Tanner.

“What if I tell you all that and I might have accidentally fallen into bed with a Cosmic God?”

She screamed. “What? Tanner? You and Tanner? Please tell me it’s Tanner. He’s fallen for your oversized clothes and bad hair? He really is a keeper.”

“Well, he did, but I think you’ll be happy with my new outfits. Hold on.”

I send her the picture of me dressed as a queen at Tanner’s birthday, me in the pink wig in Paris, my outfit before we got on the helicopter, and a few other snaps I’d taken since I came on tour.

I waited while she flicked through them, and then I heard her scream again. “Damn, girl, you’re hot as hell. I love this new you. You’re really enjoying yourself?”

“I am. I really am. They’re a great group and Tanner is, well, he’s unexpected,” I answered, not sure how to sum up exactly what I felt for my rock star.

“I knew you were perfect for that job, Em. I’m so happy for you. You look like a HD version of yourself. Beautiful.”

“How’s Shelly?”

“He hates me, hates life, hates that you left him, but give him a dandelion and he forgets all his angst and rage. We’re just both happy to see you out of that funk that fucker created in your life. You deserve the world, Em.”

I smiled, loving how much my friend supported me. “Love you, Quinn. Give the grumpy shell monster a kiss for me. I’ll call you soon. Promise.”

I hung up the phone and went back to my notes, highlighting some of the key parts I wanted to explore more with the band.

I heard Addi shouting from somewhere in the penthouse.

“What the fuck? I need you all out here now!”

I knew she wasn’t talking to me… well, I didn’t think she was, but I headed out anyway.

She threw down copies of different newspapers, each one having the same picture on the front cover. Tanner, out cold, his face covered in vomit and blood. It was obviously a close-up shot from when he overdosed. It wasn’t clear where it was taken, but he looked at death’s door and my heart ached for the lost man I’d met when I first arrived.

The stories in the newspapers all talked about how broken Tanner was and how close the band was to splitting because of his behavior. I lifted one of the papers to read the story in more detail, and as I did, my heart froze.

Tanner is vulnerable, abandoned by his mother, and afraid of loving anyone else.

Grayson likes to stay hidden and lets his brother take the lead.

Frankie is on the outside, always looking in, and hides her emotions from her family.

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