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“I was supposed to be mad at you.” This time, I opt for honesty instead of a question. It’s what feels most right to say.
“Does that mean you aren’t, now?” I hear the hope in his words, the tension building in his chest as he holds his breath.
“No, I am. I just can’t bring myself to show you how upset I really am with you.” I admit, tilting my head back and searching his face in the darkness. I catch a glint of that familiar sparkle in his eyes and a crooked grin.
“You should. Be mad at me, that is.” He tears his gaze away from me. “It wasn’t fair. I have my reasons, but that wasn’t up to me to choose for you.”
“It wasn’t up to you to judge yourself for me.” My hand finds its way through the blanket and to his face to bring his eyes back to mine. “But what were your reasons?”
Rex splits into that charming half smile, the look on his face conveying his intensity.
“You didn’t ask for a selfie the moment you set eyes on me. Or an autograph. Or to have my babies.” The last one comes out on a chuckle from him, a flush set around wide eyes for me. My look doesn’t stop his words, though. He continues on with thesame emotion. “You didn’t beg for my fame, my name, or my songs. Aria,” My name falling off his lips sends chills despite the blanket as he leans back to look at me straight on. “You made me feel like I was normal again.” He cups my face with one hand, his other arm supporting me around my shoulders. “You looked at me like you didn’t know me.”
Emotion swells in my chest, my breath catches in my throat.
Rex’s lips are on mine before I can respond.
Red hot passion explodes between us, tongue and teeth battle as much as our hands fight the blanket barrier. I break out of the material and push at his shoulders until his back hits the mattress.
I follow, unwilling to break the contact and straddle his hips. His hands grip my ass and pull me against his groin as his tongue teases mine. Groans and grunts slip out between our sealed lips, the fervor too heady to stop for oxygen. Hands to his pecs, I feel the rings beneath his barely there shirt, and I pinch at his nipples just to see what he’d do.
Rex chuckles and cups the back of my neck, his tongue flicking against mine in ways that have my panties slicking and my core clenching.
God, is this even real?
Don’t wake me if it’s a dream.
It’s gotta be a dream. No way Rex Thompson feels normal because of me.
WHAM!
“Got ya!” I’ve been startled before, but not like this. My heart leaps into my throat at the thunderous whack and completely, involuntarily, I have now climbed much further up the rockstar trapped beneath my legs.
I hear Aurora through my adrenaline-fueled heart beating in my ears, twisting my torso in my newfound crouch over Rex’shead to stare daggers in the direction of the source. “Sis bags a rock star!”
“Aurora!” I snap, but I’m already alone on the mattress, my ass hitting the cushion as Rex shoots to his feet and blocks her camera flash from my view. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I crawl over to stand between them, pushing her lens out of Rex’s engorged chest and angling the thing down so that the strap digs into the back of her neck.
“Aw, c’mon!” Aurora whines. “You let G take your pics together!” I scoff at her jealousy and push her out into the tiny hallway and away from Rex’s seething heat.
He says nothing, just breathes heavily. Which I’m not sure is a good thing considering he doesn’t follow us either.
Double Dutch shit.
25
REX
Fucking hell.
It’s hard as hell to go from intimate vulnerability tointimacy,only to have her sis’s fucking camera in our faces.
Fucking fuck.
My adrenaline spike has me ready to fight the third world war, to protect, to keep her safe.
But my logic is screaming at me to remember how to breathe.
You need to oxygen somehow, dumbass.
