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“Oh, Mum, please. I’m twenty-nine. I can look after myself.”
“I don’t want you mixed up in all of that!”
“Alex would never put me in harms way. His mansion isn’t some drug den.”
“That doesn’t make me feel any better! Are you sure this is the right choice for you, Nat? You and David…I always thought one day he’d open his eyes and realize what he has with you.”
“He wasn’t interested in me in that way. It was just sex.” Sometimes I wished I wasn’t so open with my mother. She knew everything about my life. Well, except for the fact that Iwassleeping with Alex. She’d blow a fuse if I told her, though.
“It’s never just about sex. Theremusthave been more.”
“You don’t know the modern man very well, do you? I’m happy, Mum, and I know what I’m doing. Please don’t worry about me.”
“I’m your mother. It’s my job to worry.” I nodded, giving her a sympathetic smile.
“Try and worry a little less, then.” I knew what I was doing to a certain extent, and I certainly wasn’t going to stress her out with what was really going on. I had to trust myself and my feelings. Not that it mattered. I was in too deep with Alex already. Falling for a rock star. After everything I’d already been through, how did I let that happen?
It was emotional when we said our goodbyes. My parents still had four months left on their cruise, but seemed reluctant to leave me. It was more my mother, but I was a big girl now, even if she did worry about me.
I sat on my first class flight back to LA with butterflies in my stomach. I’d only been apart from Alex for three days, but my body was burning for him. It made me wonder how he’d coped without me these last few days.
I caught a cab from the airport. My plane landed quite late and I didn’t want to disturb Shane. Jimmy was on night duty and let me in. The place seemed pretty quiet compared to a few weeks ago when Central Demon had been here.
Walking into the house, I dropped my bags and headed toward the kitchen to get a drink.
“Oh,you'reback,” a female spat from behind me. I froze taking a sip my water, recognizing the voice. What the fuck wasMaddisondoing here?
“What the hell are you doing here?” I couldn’t control my rage. Why was it that every time my back was turned, some bimbo was trying to make a move on Alex?
“I was invited.”
“Like fuck you were!” I wanted to throw my water in her face but held off.
She walked toward the large metal fridge and took out a can of whipped cream. “I only came out for this. I don’t want to keephimwaiting.” Her words struck me down. Who was she talking about? Woodenly, I followed her. When she walked into theentertainingroom, I’d seen enough. Rushing upstairs before the tears began to fall, I burst through my bedroom doors. What a fucking asshole.
The tears were falling thick and fast as I wandered over to my bed. Out of all the women Alex could want, why did it have to beMaddison? A sob broke from my chest.
“Nat?” Alex suddenly sat up. He must have been lying on my bed. My eyes were so stained with tears that I hadn’t noticed him. “Nat, what the fuck is wrong?” He was at my side in an instant, pulling me into his chest. I began to sob even more, angry with myself. Why did I keep thinking the worst? Deep down, I knew he wouldn’t do that to me. He knew how I felt about Maddison. “Nat, you’re scaring the shit out of me. What’s wrong?”
Taking a deep breath to control my sobs, I spoke. “I’m sorry, it’s just…it’s just…”
“Aren’t you happy to be back? Is it David? Did he get ahold of you?” What? “He called earlier, demanding to see you. He didn’t believe me when I said you weren’t here.”
“I…I…haven’t seen him.”
“You’ll need to talk to him at some point. He isn’t going to take no for an answer.” Touching my chin, he lifted my tear stained eyes to meet his. “Straight Lace, talk to me. What’s wrong?”
“Saying goodbye to my parents was difficult,” I lied. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting to find you in here.”
“I was missing your scent. I’m sorry if I crossed the line.”
“It’s your home, Alex.”
“But this isyourroom. I don’t want you to feel as if you’ve got no privacy. You could have stayed with your parents longer. You only had to ask.”
“No. They’re enjoying their cruise. Ignore me. I get sensitive when it comes to my folks.”
“You’re lucky. I hardly see mine.” He flopped back on the bed. Noticing he was only wearing his boxers, my eyes widened. Why were we even talking? I hadn’t seen him for three days. “My dad is too busy with the new wife, and my mother, well she’s trying to divorce husband number five.” I didn’t know a lot about his parents. They had always shied away from the media when it came to their son.
