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I didn’t either.
Not for him, or his career. I wanted him to be happy.
“Can I join you guys?”
Van’s deep voice had me looking up. Once I met those blues, I was helpless.
“I’m going to grab another drink,” Holls stated, patting my shoulder.
I sat back as Van took Holls’s place on the lounger.
“Did I interrupt something important?” Van asked me.
I turned to face him. “Iain was just reminding me that I need to think about you and me and the impact our relationship might have on our work, our dynamic, the band, everything.”
“He’s not wrong.”
“I know that,” I bit out, my frustration mounting.
“But you’re an intuitive person. You make decisions based on feel, not logic.”
“Which isn’t always a good thing. I’m twenty-nine years old, for fuck’s sake. I’ve never had anything beyond a one-night stand. Iain has a point.”
“About what?”
“If Greg re-assigns you, and I’m on the road most of the year, what happens to us?”
My legs bounced, and I gripped my hands tightly together.
Van slid his arm around my shoulders.
“What are you doing?” I asked as I looked around.
“The press is long gone, and this is a private party with NDAs all around,” he replied. “And I have to touch you. You’re upset.”
He was right. I rested my head on his shoulder. All those flutters in my stomach kicked up again.
“Iain’s concerns are valid, and so are yours. We’ll take things one step at a time,” Van reassured me.
I wanted to lean over and kiss him. It felt wrong for me to hold back.
“First off, we have to see how this works out,” Van added. “Like, what are your needs and expectations. And not just in the bedroom, but out of it too.”
“I’d rather talk about the bedroom part first.” I turned to him. “I want you to fuck me. That is, if that’s something you want.”
Van pulled back and swallowed hard. “I got the impression, from things I’ve heard, that you usually, you know, that you prefer to top.”
“Listening to tour rumors again?”
Van shrugged his shoulders. “It’s not a rumor when I see you drag some fan into your hotel room.”
“That still doesn’t explain your assumption.”
Van cocked his head. “I accidentally overheard a guy leaving your trailer. This was, maybe, two years ago? He was very insistent about meeting up again and repeating your… experience.”
I nodded, remembering the guy. Only because he wouldn’t fucking leave when I asked him to go.
“Yeah, it’s true. With hookups, I top. For me, bottoming requires a partner I trust. Implicitly.”
