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Falling into our seats, she pulled me towards her, kissing me, letting her tongue tangle with mine until I groaned loudly.
“No heavy petting, you two. Don’t make me come back there,” Addi yelled from the front of the plane, making Emmy and I burst out laughing before her lips found mine again.
“Emmy. Are you nearly ready? We need to go.”
“Hey, you get to throw on a ripped t-shirt and some eyeliner and you’re sorted. I have to become a whole new person that my best friend wouldn’t even recognize. Give me a sec,” she yelled back.
A few minutes later, she emerged from the room and all of us let out a collective gasp.
“Shit, Ems. You look beautiful. I mean, you always looked amazing, but this is…” Frankie giggled out before hugging Emmy tightly. Grayson paused in front of her, squeezing her hand, before turning and mumbling about needing to grab something from his seat. He’d been weird for weeks and I thought I knew why, but I needed to talk to him before this got out of hand. Mav clapped like an excited seal and Addi wolf-whistled in appreciation. Me, I got the best job. I got to kiss her and whisper in her ear that she looked way more like a rock god than I ever could.
Her chin length, blond, bobbed wig hid her long dark hair. Fi had given her a long emerald green silk dress with thin spaghetti straps that skimmed her curves perfectly. The dark color contrasted with her milky skin.
“Beautiful.”
She leaned into me, pressing a kiss to the corner of my mouth. “Smooth talker.”
“I’m just speaking the truth,” I replied, running my fingers down her arm to her hand, entwining my fingers with hers.
“I do love the wig. Maybe I need to get my hair cut short.”
“Like hell you do,” I growled at her. “I like grabbing it too much when I fuck you. You ready for this, angel? We have a full team of security with us and Thomas and his wife are coming, as well as some other special guests that might make you smile.”
“How big is our table, Tan?”
“We’re the main event, so as big as we wanted to make it.”
She pushed her body against mine, leaning into my ear. “I’m so proud of you, Tanner. I hope you know that.”
I did. I just wished I could believe I was worthy of any of it.
Chapter 22
Emmy
Iwonderedifmyheart would explode out of my chest, as I looked around at the sea of famous faces I’d only ever seen on the TV. I was so out of my comfort zone that I felt sick.
“Just breathe, angel. They’re just people.”
I wanted to grab his hand and hold on for dear life, but we’d agreed not to make any PDAs because tonight was about the band and not Tanner’s love life. As we approached our table, Lori and Phil grinned proudly as they watched their kids walk over. I offered them both a small wave, terrified of meeting the nearest things Tanner had to parents tonight. Thomas and his wife sat across from them and there was someone else there with her back to us. Before I could wonder who it was, she turned her head, and I had to force down my scream as Quinn stood from her seat and threw her arms around me. A huge smile spread across her face.
“Damn, girl. You look so hot I thought I might melt.”
“Quinn, I can’t believe you’re here. I’ve missed you so much. How are you here?”
“Your beautiful boyfriend invited me. I can’t wait to catch up, although, you can explain the bruises I can see you’re trying to hide under that make up later. And if someone has hurt you, I will kill them.”
“It’s a long story, but I’m fine, now," I promised. "Tonight, I just want to catch up and have fun.”
“And enjoy being this close to lots of hot pop stars. I mean, you really are living your best life, aren’t you?” Quinn sighed as her eyes scanned the room.
“Only thanks to you,” I replied, throwing my arms around her again, not believing she was really here. “I wouldn’t have done it if you’d not been brutally honest with me.”
“Na, girl, you were made for this life. Look at you.” Twirling her finger, telling me to turn around, I spun on my heels so she could get a look at me me. “Beautiful. Come on, let’s check out who’s here. I need me a famous boyfriend like my bestie.”
“Shhhhhh. I’m trying to keep it secret, woman.”
“Oh yeah, sorry. My bad.”
