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“You can kiss the bride,” the Elvis impersonator said, and Jax turned and did just that. A kiss that made my foot pop up, and it wasn’t for the pictures that were being snapped and would later be leaked to the public.
No, it was just a visceral reaction to the way the man kissed me.
Before I knew it, the night became a blur of dancing and drinking with a group of people I hardly knew.
The band.
Soul Obsession.
I wasn’t stupid. I knew who they were. Hell, I was part of a fan club of theirs. My group of online friends were scattered all around the world and the country, but we chatted almost on a weekly, if not daily, basis.
And we even celebrated Galentine’s Day together!
But as a plot twist, thanks to Ireland, the older sister of one of the girls in our group, we were all going to be either workingor stopping at different points in the tour. By the time we’d reach LA, we would all be together for the first time.
Two days after our wedding, I’d told the girls about my broody neighbor’s identity and that he was now my husband.
That had been two months ago.
The new album was recorded, and we were about to hit the third city on the tour. I stared out the window of the big SUV I was in as it slowed down to turn into a gas station.
The huge black tour bus ahead of us turned and drove toward the back of the station. I hadn’t really believed Jax when he tried to warn me what going on tour was like. But I was very quickly learning and adjusting to the chaos.
“Hey.” Jax’ deep voice sounded next to me, and I turned away from the window and looked at him sitting next to me. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” I smiled. I was more than okay. I was actually happy.
I loved watching Jax Porter and the rest of Soul Obsession hit the stage. Whether it was for rehearsals or sound check or the main event, it was fascinating to me. The music they created, the harmony. It was beautiful. They had no idea, none of them did, about the impact their music made on their fans.
Being by Jax’ side for the last two months, I found myself growing very attached to the man next to me. No matter how hard I tried to remember the whole thing was a marriage built on convenience and not love, the lines felt blurred. Especially when he did things like lean in and kiss my bare shoulder.
“I’m good,” I whispered. “Just tired and a little hungry.” I shrugged.
“Do you want me to—" I started to shake my head before he could finish his thought.
“I don’t think so. I really don’t want my bad boy hubby to get swarmed. I don’t like you going out there by yourself,” I teased, but he made a face.
He didn’t like my answer.
“Oh, come on. Don’t be that way.”
“I hate that I can’t?—”
“Hey.” I touched his bicep, and his muscle flexed. Jax was so much more intense than I had realized just living next to him. Being on the road had put him on edge, and I knew it wasn’t easy on him. Especially when it came to being able to do easy, every-day things like walk into a store without fans recognizing him and bombarding him with snaps of their camera phones and asking for his signature. Not to mention the way the paparazzi seemed to follow him and the guys like a shadow.
“It’s okay,” I soothed.
“No, it’s not. Let me call Xander.”
“Jax, I don’t need a bodyguard. You guys do. Xander has more important things to do than follow me to go pick out a diet Coke and a candy bar. I’ll be fine,” I reassured him. I was never recognized.
“Babe,” he sighed, and I tried to ignore the way the little term of endearment made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
He’d been calling me that more and more, and I was scared I was getting used to it way too much. What would it be like when we got back home? Would we go back to living our quiet lives alone yet close? Would he eventually meet someone and move away? The thought lingered for a second too long, and I knew he could feel the change in me.
“What’s up? Where did you go right now?” His dark eyes watched me too closely.
“Nowhere. I’m right here.” I winked, trying to bat away the thoughts.
