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She rolled her eyes. “It’s like sleeping at the zoo, but smells worse.”
I chuckled. “You probably shouldn’t have given cheese to Matt, your driver. He’s lactose intolerant.” I watched her give him a cheesy bagel the day before.
“Good to know.”
“You can come back to where it’s quiet and smells like lavender.” She looked longingly over my shoulder to my bus. “I also have a jetted shower.”
She looked back to the bus she rode on. “I wore my shoes in the shower because Scott said he pissed in it last night.”
The guys behind her smiled toward me. Toby and Scott gave me a thumbs up. I was really going to owe these guys. Generally, I got what I wanted right away, but I knew without a doubt, Gia would b
e worth the wait.
“They’re animals. It’s why I have my own bus.”
“What now?” She smoothed the wrinkles out of her T-shirt. “What do you need from me?”
“We’re back at that question? I thought I was pretty clear.” I leaned in and whispered, “You in my bed.”
“As tempting as a real bed sounds, I meant what do you need me to do. You’re on in two hours.”
I told her I’d be heading to sound check soon. “Maybe you can decide what I’m wearing on stage tonight?”
Her head pushed back as she looked at me. “You want me to pick your clothes? Isn’t that an important element of the show?”
“They say clothes make the man. I’m all yours.”
She ate me up with a look I was pretty certain she had no idea she was giving me, but my cock knew it. It hardened the minute her eyes skated over it.
She stared at my length pressing against my jeans. “Is that a perpetual problem for you?”
I cupped my crotch. “Not a problem for me. Is it for you?”
She licked her lips and my dick jumped in reaction. What I wouldn’t do to see her on her knees in front of me with my cock in her mouth.
“Don’t tease me with those lips, sweetheart.”
“You’re awful.” She rolled her lips between her teeth and bit down.
“I’ve been told I’m awfully good.”
“So you keep telling me.”
She took another glance at my pants, turned around, and marched toward the bus. I watched her ass sway back and forth with every step up. When I got up on stage tonight, there would be thousands of screaming fans, but the only woman I’d see was Gia. The vision of her curvy ass was burned into my brain cells.
Sound check took about an hour. I walked back to the bus to find lots of sweet, thoughtful gifts. On the counter was an ice bucket with fruit juices and smoothies. Next to it was a note that said the sugar would help my energy and the vitamins would help my stamina. She had no idea about my staying power, but I planned to show her.
I walked into my room to find a worn pair of jeans on the bed along with a gray cotton T-shirt. I loved that she wanted me in comfy clothes. It was as if Gia got me—really understood me. She wasn’t a musician, but she was observant. I imagine she’d browsed through hundreds of pictures where I wore these exact jeans and this shirt. They were my favorites. I was touched by her consideration and attention to detail.
Although it was her job, Gia went a step farther to make sure whatever she chose was good for me. When I lifted the shirt, she had tucked a note underneath it.
Abel,
Break a leg or whatever is right to say.
I listened to the set today on my phone. I have to say it’s amazing.
Yours,
