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“Can you take us on a tour of Northern Star’s bus?” the one on the right asks.
“Carter and Xavier are around here somewhere. They might be up for a tour.” I yank the black marker out of my back pocket as they giggle. “Can I sign something for you?”
The one on the left yanks her dress so low I can see nipple and nods to her boobs. “Could you just…” She laughs. “Right here.”
“Of course.” I sign her and move on to the next, and before I’m done, there are three more women. That signature would probably be worth more on a T-shirt or a CD, but it makes them happy, so I keep my mouth shut. A couple of frat guys see the tits and make their way over.
I continue signing my way through the random shit people shove at me but start meandering in Tinley’s direction. Sleeping in that position can’t be comfortable, but more than that, I need to double check if she’s okay. Sleeping through this kind of chaos seems weird.
Fitz steps into my path when I’m only a few feet away from Tinley. “I need to keep my eyes on her.”
I shove my hands in my pockets as I check out what Xavier and the others are up to. The women I was talking to took my advice. “From the looks of it, it’s about to get loud in here.”
“Fuck,” Fitz growls, shaking his head. “I never should have brought her with me.”
“It’s kind of late to come to that realization.”
“I’ve got to finish up this interview.” He swipes a hand over his face, looking seriously miserable.
“I’ll take her to the bus and hang out,” I offer, shrugging. “She’s probably going to have a hell of a crick in her neck tomorrow if she’s not careful.”
“You won’t leave her?” Fitz asks, but his eyes are still on the sleeping beauty.
“Nah, I’m beat anyway.”
“Thank you. Make sure she uses the restroom before bed. Just from experience, she will fight you and swear she doesn’t need to go.” He laughs, smiling authentically for the first time since we got off stage.
I laugh. That would be right up War’s alley. He’s a caregiver and protector through and through, but I keep that to myself. It’s also something one of my dads would say to the other when passing off shifts of looking after my mom, which is so totally random that I take a step back.
I’m just helping a bandmate look out for his woman. Nothing more and nothing less.
“I’ll do what I can. We’ll see you back there whenever you can escape.” I clap him on the back and head over to Tinley. I maneuver her camera from under her arm without waking her and toss the strap over my shoulder before bending down to pick her up.
“Fitz?” she mumbles sleepily.
“Nah, shortcake. It’s Ram,” I say in a soft tone, which is ridiculous. Our music plays through the speakers to keep everyone hyped up. If she can sleep through the insanity around us, then my voice isn’t going to startle her.
“Oh.” Her eyes close and she snuggles into my chest. My nostrils flare as I breathe in vanilla and pumpkin pie. Her scent sure is potent.
I head for the exit as I get faint hits of something light and fruity. Maybe strawberries?
It’s hard to tell.
It’s definitely not part of her natural scent. If it’s a perfume or body spray, then she should switch, because it clashes with her normal smell.
She wiggles around. I hold her tighter in case she fell back to sleep, but her small fingers brush over my chest as I walk.
I grin, shaking my head.
Omegas are dangerous for unbonded alphas to be around. I’ve heard it my entire life, but you’ll never convince me this little omega is a threat to anything.
* * *
“There you are.” I spot War on the couch as I take the stairs to the bus as quietly as possible. He’s stretched out across the sofa with an ice pack on his neck and shoulder. Fucking hell, I was hoping the nerve pain was getting better. He’s so damn stubborn. He’d rather suffer through than take any of the meds the doctor prescribes.
“What thefuckhappened?” He tosses the ice pack aside, shoving himself off the couch.
“She’s fine. She fell asleep.” I keep my voice low in an attempt to remind him not to be a dick.
