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“Arch, this was fun, brother, but can you guys see yourselves out?”
“Yeap, but give us ten minutes so we don’t need to listen to you guys spit roasting her.”
Fox laughed so loudly, tears spilled from his eyes. “Jesus, Arch… you been googling sex terms or have you finally started watching the porn links I send you?”
“I know stuff,” he argued.
“You know vanilla stuff, but that’s okay and we love you anyway.”
Archer stood from the piano, helping me from my seat. “Nee and I are going home. I’ll see you all on Monday in the studio.”
“Don’t do anything we wouldn’t,” Fox laughed as he followed Charlie and Lea from the room.
Wiping the tears that had started to dry on my face, I pressed a kiss to Archer’s cheek. “Take me home.”
Chapter 12
Archer
Well,thatwasfun…not.I wrote that song for Nee, but I had no intention of letting her hear it. Not yet, at least. And my idiot friends had made me play it for her and she cried.
We left Fox’s house and stepped into the waiting car. I sat silently in the back waiting for… well, I wasn’t sure what I was waiting for. I mean, I didn’t think the song was so bad it would make her cry, but her lack of response made me think she hated it. I guess it was a lot—having someone you were meant to be ‘having some fun with’ write you a love song, even if it had a kick ass rock beat.
Eventually, the silence got too much.
“Nee, I… the song—”
I didn’t get to say another word because she’d flung her arms around me, climbing into my lap, straddling my thighs.
“The song was beautiful.” She paused. “Was it about me?”
I wondered if I should lie, try to downplay it, or laugh it off, but with her I couldn’t. She’d given me way too much to offer her lies now.
“Yes.”
“It was beautiful.”
“You painted me. I wrote about you.”
She smiled. “You look unhappy, Arch. What’s wrong?”
“It’s a lot. I get it. Too much, maybe.”
“Not too much,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Perfect.”
I pressed the button that raised the privacy screen in the car. I usually hated using them, but this conversation was just for us.
“Nee, I know what we agreed,” I spoke, forcing down the lump that blocked my throat. “To be about playing… that neither of us could do more, but I need you to know something before this goes any further.”
I buried my fingers in her hair, terrified she’d run.
“I like you. Like you, like you.” I shook my head, feeling like a clumsy teenager again. “Nee, I have feelings for you. Big ones. I’m not sure how to put a label on it, but you make me smile. You’re all I can think about and when I’m not near you, I crave you like a drug. I know you said you couldn’t do more, but for me, this is way past people playing around. I mean, I still want to do that, but I feel like I need to tell you that I’m catching some pretty serious feelings and if you want to stop it now, I understand. Just be honest with me, please.”
I hadn’t realized the car had even stopped until someone knocked on the window. Lifting Ionee from my lap and placing her on the seat next to me, I lowered the window to see Pete standing there.
“We’re home, Archer.”
“Thanks. Go home. I’ll call you if I need you.”
