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All my intestines knotted and dropped to the bottom of my guts. I swallowed over my thick tongue, trying not to groan.
“Okay, thanks for letting me know,” I forced out. Then I clicked the phone off, squeezing it between my white-knuckled fingers.
After what happened last time, I couldn’t work with Scarlett again.
Diana had just agreed to be mine seconds ago. Now that I had her, there was no one else I wanted to work with, and no one else that I wanted to sing for me.
Twenty-Two
I took my time freshening up in the bathroom. Both to give Levi space for his phone call and to come to terms with what happened between us in the recording room.
What had he meant when he said I was his? The statement led me to believe that the rockstar and I would be exclusive with one another from now on. After letting Levi come inside of me when the condom broke, part of me realized I wanted that.
I wanted to be his, and for him to be mine.
Things were moving fast between us, and I didn’t have the experience he did. But I knew that nothing in my life compared to the way I felt with him. All my past romances before I abandoned fame were nothing more than performances. I’d dated who the fans thought I should date, or whoever had the power to coerce me into it.
What I had with Levi felt real.
Was that because he and I weren’t in the public eye together?
When it was just the two of us, we could drop the performative masks of our personas and be our authentic selves. And I was beginning to really like Levi without the glamor of his showmanship.
Letting go of chains holding me back freed me to experience all the wonderful things he offered. The laughter, the pleasure, and something else I’d almost call friendship.
Passion and body-trembling sex became a fever dream I longed for, but my trauma held me back. The events from ten years ago led me to believe I’d never experience intimacy with anyone.
Levi made it easy for me to open myself up, and now the years of waiting seemed worth it. My first time with the rockstar exceeded my expectations and wildest imagination. He’d endeavored to make me feel special and succeeded.
Carnal excitement coiled in my core for the next time… and the time after that. How would we get any work done now that I’d had a taste of him?
I stepped under the dim neon lights of the recording studio with cock on the brain. My only concern was when and where Levi would fuck me again. Until I noticed him sitting on the couch with his elbows braced on his knees and his head in his hands.
My heart seized, and panic threaded through my ribs.
“Levi, what’s wrong?” I rushed to his side.
As soon as I went to brush my fingers over his shoulder, his hand shot out and caught my wrist. I sucked in a breath as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. His cheek squished into my stomach as he hugged me with all the strength in his arms, effectively squeezing the air from my lungs.
“I’m here,” I spoke softly, weaving my fingers through his hair. Something must have bothered him on the phone call, and I’d provide whatever comfort he needed until he felt like answering.
Seeing the vulnerable side of a confident, wild man like Levi Stark roused a skittering in my chest. Almost as if my heart was growing legs and racing around inside the confines of my chest.
Eventually Levi’s hands drifted to my hips, and he tipped his face back to meet my gaze. Something almost hopeful glittered in his eyes.
“Raymond called me,” he said.
I dropped my palms to his shoulders and quirked a brow at him. “Isn’t that a good thing?”
“Not when it makes me second guess things,” Levi sighed. “I’ve never second-guessed anything in my life.”
Doubt leashed around my neck and tugged me back, and my stomach lurched. “What are you second guessing?”
I let him come inside me. Is this about us? Did he regret what we did since we were working together?
Before my irrational thoughts spurred me into a panic, I inhaled shakily. A deep breath only eased my anxiety so much.
Levi leaned back into the couch, angling his head to the wall of guitars. He draped one arm over the cushion and ran his opposite hand through his hair, lightly tugging the ends. Then his chest dropped with an abrupt exhale. “Raymond found someone to sing the female parts of our music.”
