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“Jeremy…”
He takes a step back. “I’d be much better for you. He won’t love you like I do. No one ever will.”
Did he just say that?
Every red flag shoots up thinking about all of the letters that Shay has been getting that said exactly that.
No fucking way.
My heart pounds in my chest and adrenaline rushes through me at such a level, I feel like I could punch through a wall. I follow behind Jeremy wanting him out of this room and away from Shay. I shut the door with more force than I would normally and lock the door behind him. I need a moment to calm down and more importantly I need to be alone with her before emerging from her dressing room. I leave my hand on the door, trying to quell the fury raging through me thinking about the fact that I was fucking right. I knew he had feelings for her and now they’re out there and they work together and it’s possible that there’s more to it.
I briefly run through all the letters that I’ve pretty much committed to memory because I’ve read over them so many times trying to think of any indication that Jeremy could be the author of those letters.
“Damian?” I hear her voice from behind me and then I sense her at my periphery and her hand rests on my bicep. “You’re shaking,” she says and I dart my gaze to her hand and then to her eyes. “I’m sorry,” she says and I can see the sadness and worry in her eyes.
I shake my head hoping she understands that I’m not angry with her. I grab her wrist, remove it from my bicep, and wrap my arms around her. Pushing her against the wall, I seal my mouth over hers.
“I am done,” I growl against her lips as I lift her into my arms and tangle my hands in her hair as I continue kissing her like I need her more than air in my lungs.
She pulls back. “Done?” she whispers and I see the tears rushing to her eyes. “What—”
“Done with this fucking distance between us.” I know she’s still annoyed about what happened with her friends and maybe even at me for keeping such a large secret from her.
Relief floods her face and I realize she thought I meant I was done with her. She nods. “I love you.”
“Say it again,” I grip her chin, as she claws at my back while I press my dick into her center.
“I love you.” She buries her face in my neck and I feel her tears against my neck.
I rub her back, and I swear I can feel her heartbeat pounding against my chest. “Shhh, don’t cry.”
“I can’t believe that happened… and now I have to work with him for the next two months. I had no idea. I swear.”
The idea of him touching her, kissing her, doing the intimate scenes of her show all the while I’m not sure if I can even fucking trust him makes me feel almost manic, and before I can think, I’ve grabbed her travel bag and her hand and I’m pulling her out the door. The car is parked directly in front of the hotel, but there is a swarm of people outside, and I can already hear her name being said under the dull roar of the crowd.
“Do not stop for pictures or autographs,” I tell her before I open the door and she frowns at me.
“Why?”
“I just want to get you back to your house.”
“Is this about Jeremy?” she asks. “Damian, I can’t just ignore them because of what happened. It has nothing to do with them.”
“Shay.” I shoot her a look and she furrows her brows.
“You can’t keep me locked up in a cage. This is why I have a security team.”
“Yes, and as the head of it, I make the calls.”
“Because you’re jealous?”
“This has nothing to do with that. I think Jeremy is unstable and—”
“Because he’s in love with me?” I don’t want to keep going back and forth with her and she shakes her head before I can respond. “And one has nothing to do with the other. These are my fans, Damian. They know I’m here and I always stop for a few photos. Stop acting brand new.”
I grit my teeth and take a deep breath through my nose, knowing that this is not a battle I can win unless I plan to throw her over my shoulder like a caveman and carry her to the car.Something tells me she might like that.
“Be quick,” I tell her and I can see the face she gives me out of the corner of my eye. I push open the door and everyone is immediately calling her name and holding out small posters and magazines and pictures of her. She smiles and signs everything that is closest to her as I slowly move her through the crowd, holding an arm out so no one gets too close. She poses next to a few girls that look like they may be in their late teens that are all telling her how much they love her and she smiles graciously just as she always does. My eyes are looking everywhere, my entire body on high alert.
