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Aiden’s arms wrapped around her and pulled her to his chest. She sobbed against his shirt. “Shhh. Shhh. Bex?”
“Yeah?” She stopped crying long enough to look at him.
“It’s okay. I know this is part of your life. I’m not concerned.” He smirked. “In fact, I may sell them fake news for fun.”
Bex laughed. “Frank’s the man. Leave him out of it.”
“Okay.” He tilted her chin up. “Seriously, I’m fine. I expected this. It’s okay.”
She nodded and sniffed back her tears.
He hugged her. “You coming over tonight?” he whispered in her ear. His tongue massaged her earlobe before sucking it between his lips, angled so that no one else would know.
“You know I am.”
“Good, I can’t wait to see you.” He kissed her cheek. “I’m not worried about the paparazzi, so I don’t want you to worry either, okay?”
“Okay.” She kissed him.
He broke the kiss and brushed her hair away from her eyes. “Thank you for coming to me first with your concerns. I’m not worried, I promise. Always come to me.”
“I will if you will.” She gave him a pointed look.
He chuckled. “Deal.”
They spent the rest of Aiden’s break in his car, joking and talking about trivial stuff. They made plans for Bex to come over later.
“I want to keep communication open between us,” Bex said. “I have to leave soon for tour and I’ll be gone. We’ll have video chat and texting, but I’m going to be out of pocket a lot. I can’t stay. I need you to talk to me. About anything. Everything.”
Aiden kissed her. “I know. We’ll make it work. We’ve got this.”
She pressed a hand to his shoulder — right on his love bite. He winced then raised an eyebrow.
“I get more of those in new spots later, right?”
“If you want more.”
“I do.” He kissed her softly.
When he was done, he pressed her back into her seat and pulled her seatbelt across her to fasten it.
“I’m taking you home now, but I expect to see you at my house later, okay?”
She smiled. “Okay.”
“Good.” He turned his car on and pulled out of the parking lot to drive her home.
Chapter 16
Bex
Julie laid so still in her nursing home bed.
It broke Bex’s heart to see so little movement from the woman who had been so full of life.
Still, she rosined up her violin bow and dragged it across the strings. She played the best Swan Lake she’d ever managed and kept playing through all the classics she could remember. She probably made up a few, too.
She felt accomplished when Julie fell asleep to her playing.
