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His leg has been pressed against mine the entire game. Occasionally, he nudges my leg under the table or reaches down to squeeze my thigh. It feels electrifying.
It’s been quite fun. I laugh. I talk with the guys about touring and other tours we’ve been on. It feels nice. Freedom feels nice.
“Well, it looks like I won.” Wes says, throwing his cards in a pile. “Come on, Abbey.” He motions for me to get up, which I do. “I want to show you something.” He tacks on, sliding out of the booth.
Ben starts to say something, but Wes flashes him a look, and he quickly closes his mouth.
Wes holds out his hand for me, and I take it. He leads us down the bunks, stopping towards the back of the bus.
“I thought you might want to hear some songs that didn’t make it onto the latest album.” He sits down on a bottom bunk. Holding out a pair of headphones, I take them, sitting down beside him.
“Yes, please.” I respond to his question and put the headphones on.
I’m eager to hear more of his music, plus this felt more personal like he was showing me something, not many others have heard. It makes me feel closer to him.
He does something on his phone before putting on his own set of headphones.
I lay back on the bunk. It smells like him, like smoke and wood. He lays back beside me. Looking over at me as his voice starts to play through the headphones. I don’t dare look at him. I look straight up at the top of the bunk.
I want to reach over and touch him. I want to press my lips against his. Instead, I focus on the music and his voice. It’s raw, not fully produced, but it still sounds amazing.
I can still feel his eyes on mine as I mouth along to the chorus of the first song and bob my head to the beat.
We lie like that, together, through two more songs. I try to pay attention to the lyrics. They are angry and bitter. I assume they are about Haley and how she cheated on him. How could she ever do something like that? Wes seems like he would be a wonderful boyfriend.
“Fuck it.” I hear him say, and before I feel his hand grip my face softly. He turns my head towards his, moving his head closer to mine so our lips are an inch apart. He looks into my eyes and strokes my cheek with his thumb. I lick my lips. “Fuck.” He says and quickly presses his lips against mine.
His hand grips my chin gently, holding me in place as my hands reach up and pull him down against me. Our lips move together in sync. His hand leaves my face and moves down. Hegrips my hip, holding me firmly in place. His other hand slips up my shirt as the music stops in my ears.
His warm hand against my flesh feels good, incredible. His tongue presses against my lips, and I open them for him. His tongue licks at the inside of my mouth, and his hand travels up my stomach, sliding right under my breast.
“Wes.” I say, dropping my hands from around his neck, pulling my head back.
He hovers above my face, lips still inches from mine.
“I’m sorry.” He says quickly and rolls to the side of me, sitting up. “I couldn’t help myself.”
“I don’t know if we can be friends with benefits.” I say quickly. “I think it has to be one or the other.”
He nods his head. “I agree.” He clears his throat, and I look down and see a bulge in his pants. He adjusts his pants slightly, but I can’t seem to look away from his lap. The bulge was rather large and made me warm in places. “Best friends.” He says, and I finally look up from his lap.
“I think you should find someone to fuck tonight. I think it will make things easier.”
“Are you implying I’m only attracted to you because I’m horny?”
“I think that is part of it. Yes.”
“And you’re perfectly okay if I fuck someone else? You won’t be jealous or hurt at all?”
“I didn’t say that.”
It would hurt immensely, but it needed to happen.
“But you want me to fuck someone else?”
“I don’t know Wes. I’m just trying to think of a way to make this easier.”
“You really think if I fuck someone else, just being friends will be easier?”
