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“Fine,” she huffed, tossing her hair as she stalked away in search of more attentive prey.
As I retreated to a quieter corner of the party, my thoughts tumbled like dominos, one after the other, Remi, Jonas, Ghost. I’d longed to find love, finally found it, and then thrown it away because I didn’t trust it enough. My heart ached with the weight of it all, and I knew I couldn’t keep running from the truth. I needed to confront my feelings for both Remi and Ghost, and find closure once and for all.
Jonas approached me with a confident stride, his eyes never leaving mine. He was striking in a way that felt unreal, like something out of a fantasy. Only Hollywood could produce someone so effortlessly attractive.
“Greyson,” he said smoothly, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “I saw Alexis hitting on you earlier. I knew you wouldn’t be interested in what she had to offer.”
“Jonas,” I replied, trying to keep my voice even. “What brings you here? Besides the free booze and beautiful people?”
He laughed, a low and sultry sound that sent shivers down my spine, despite my best efforts to remain unaffected. “You know me too well,” he said, leaning in closer. His hand brushed against my arm in a suggestive touch, sending a wave of memories crashing down on me — memories of passion, desire, and nights spent tangled together.
“Grey,” Jonas murmured, his breath warm on my ear. “It’s been a long time since we’ve had some fun together. Why don’t we pick up where we left off?”
For a moment, I hesitated. I hadn’t had sex since Remi left, and the loneliness gnawed at me like a relentless hunger. But as the ghost of her touch lingered on my skin, I knew that I couldn’t betray my heart any longer.
“Jonas,” I said firmly, pulling away from him. “I can’t do this. There’s someone else. I’m sorry.”
His eyes flashed with hurt and he stared at me for a long moment before finally giving a brief nod of understanding. He walked away without another word. I felt a pang of guilt, but I remained resolute in my decision.
Desperate for a distraction, I tried mingling with the other guests. Their laughter and chatter did little to fill the emptiness inside me. My thoughts kept returning to Remi, her warmth and understanding, the way she’d made me feel alive for the first time in years.
Feeling suffocated by the sea of people and noise, I retreated to a quiet corner of the party. As I leaned against the wall, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. My heart still felt heavy with regret for ending things with Remi, but I couldn’t deny the lingering feelings for Ghost that haunted me.
My mind raced as I considered my options. I knew that seeing them both in person was the only way to truly confront my emotions and find closure. The thought terrified me, but I also yearned for the chance to make sense of the tangled web of my heart.
With newfound determination, I pulled out my phone and sent Remi a text message, asking if we could meet up at an upcoming concert where Ghost Parker would be performing. If I was going to face this head-on, they both needed to be there.
To my surprise, Remi responded right away by calling me on a video call. Her photo filled the screen, and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of her. Swallowing my nerves, I stepped away from the party and searched for a quiet place to talk.
I stepped through the French doors onto the stone patio, feeling the cool night air brush against my skin as I searched for a quiet place to talk with Remi. The party’s laughter and chatter seemed muted now, leaving me alone with my thoughts and nerves. I tapped the answer button on my phone and took in her beautiful face on my screen.
“Hey,” she said softly, her eyes searching my face for any sign of what I was feeling. “It’s good to see you, Grey.”
“Hey, Remi,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “I didn’t expect you to call so soon. I thought you’d be asleep now. It’s got to be after midnight there, but I guess there are a lot of late nights when you’re covering rock stars.”
She gave me a small smile. “No, I’m still up. Things aren’t going so great with my assignment right now, so I’m trying to work it out. How about you? You’re outside somewhere? And you’re dressed up.”
A few couples had spilled outside the party to get some air, so I kept walking to find a more private place to talk. “Yes, I’m at a party in the Hollywood Hills. The view is gorgeous out here.”
“My view is not as nice.” She swept her phone around so I could see the cramped space she was in. “I’m in a bunk on the bus. Home sweet home for now.”
“Are you with the band?” I couldn’t help but wonder if Ghost slept within a few feet of her.
She was busy pulling the curtain to her bunk closed as she talked. “No, I’m on a bus with some of the staff that keeps the show running smoothly. The band has two buses that they use for themselves and their families. They’re more luxurious than my bus.”
I walked down a path filled with scrubby bushes until I found a little alcove with a bench. I sat down and focused on Remi. “You mentioned things aren’t going well there?”
She settled back against her pillow, her dark hair fanning out around her face. God, I missed seeing her like that in my bed. “Nothing I can’t handle. Anyway, your text caught me by surprise, and I figured we should talk about it. You want to come here?”
“Yes,” I nodded, taking another deep breath. “I, uh, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately, and I realized that I need to see you in person. I said a lot of things before you left, but I don’t think I explained myself very well and I didn’t listen to what you were saying very well.”
Remi studied me for a moment before responding, her expression unreadable. “I can understand that, Grey. You caught me a bit off guard that day and my emotions were a bit too tangled up to understand what you were telling me.”
“I take the blame for that. I really went about it all wrong,” I admitted, rubbing the back of my neck. “So, would it be okay if we met up at one of the Ghost Parker concerts?”
“Of course,” she said without hesitation. “You know I’ll always be here for you, Grey. No matter what.”
“Thank you, Remi. That means a lot to me.” A wave of relief washed over me, but growing anxiety quickly replaced it. As excited as I was to see Remi again, I couldn’t ignore the jolt that ran through me at the thought of seeing Ghost again. “I can fly out to wherever you are on the tour this weekend. What do you think?”
