The Rocker Who Holds Me (The Rocker 1)

“The dreams started a few years ago. I would wake up in the middle of the night with my dick so hard and it would take all my will power to keep from seeking out the warmth of your arms so that I could make my dreams a reality.” One long finger traced the fullness of my bottom lip. “That’s why our night together didn’t surprise me. I just brushed it off as another dream.”

“I thought you didn’t know it was me. I hated myself for taking advantage of you like that. But I lived off of the memories.” I tangled my fingers in his thick hair. “That night was more than I could have ever hoped for.” And tonight…Tonight he was making all my dreams come true.

Nik brushed a tender kiss across my lips, lingering just for a moment before pulling away. “When you ran away from me at the mall I went a little crazy. I couldn’t find you and it was the worse feeling I have ever experienced. Until tonight. Seeing that cab and realizing that you were about to leave me…My heart actually stopped, Em.”

“I couldn’t handle those girls hanging off you, Nik. I love you so obsessively and I thought…” Tears clogged my throat and I was unable to speak.

He kissed me again. “Just a ploy to see how jealous you were, my love. Nothing more. As soon as I saw you move away from the door I untangled them and pushed them on Jesse as soon as he came outside. I didn’t stick around afterwards. I spent the rest of the evening watching Sports Center and drinking beer in the living room while I planned my next move to make you see that I am in love with you.”

His words were healing every crack in my heart. I don’t think I had ever been as happy as I was in that moment. Never had I dreamed that Nik and I would ever be together, and here he was giving me everything I have ever wanted.

His love!

“You aren’t going to leave me are you, Em?” He whispered against my lips. He tasted so good I moaned.

I shook my head. “No, never.”

Nik brushed his nose against my own. “And you love me, yes?”

“Yes.” I breathed as he cupped my breast.

“Will you marry me, my Ember?” His fingers were playing with mine. Entwining, caressing.

A jolt of pure happiness went through me. My breath caught in my chest and I couldn’t stop the tears that spilt from my eyes. “Yes.”

Epilogue

“It’s been great preforming here for you, New York!”

The crowd was going crazy, screaming for more as Nik was winding down the concert. It was a day concert, which was what most of Demon’s Wings concerts were these days. Rarely on this short tour did they do a night show. But the fans were still growing strong. Just because they had changed their lifestyle did not mean that Demon’s Wings had lost their fan following.

“You know that we love you all and could not do this without you.” It was the way that Nik always ended a concert. Showing appreciation and making sure that the entire band got their share of limelight. “Jesse Thornton on drums loves you…Shane Stevenson on bass adores you…My man Drake over here is crazy about you.” Nik touched a hand to his heart. “And you know that with the exception of my two favorite girls in the world you are my life.”

I grinned when he turned and blew me a kiss, the silver ring on his left hand reflecting in the sunlight. God, I fell a little deep for that man every fucking day! “And so, with one last song we are going to leave you. But know that you will forever be in our hearts!”

“You know this song. Have requested it worldwide, making it number one for four straight months in a row. Help me out, sing along.”

My heart melted as I listened to the words that had been part of our nightly time routine for the last two years. Sleeping Angel was our angel’s lullaby and Mia couldn’t sleep without her daddy singing it to her. But don’t think that just because Nik was a father now that he was completely soft. Some people had wondered if he had lost his rocker edge when Sleeping Angel had gotten popular. Everyone had been torn up because they feared that Demon’s Wings was just going to be all about oversentimental love for the women in their lives.

They didn’t have to worry. Nik still had a lot of the past to write about. Just because Sleeping Angel was number one on the rock charts didn’t mean that that was the only hit they had off their latest album. The music could be just as dark at times as it was sentimental.

Hearing Nik singing her favorite song, the toddler wiggled in my arms and I set her on her feet.

Before you freak out and think that I subject my toddler to a rock show, relax. We had only just left our own private bus—one that had been designed for a family traveling with a child—a little while ago after Mia had woken from her afternoon nap. But Mia always wanted to see the end of her father’s shows. To say that she was a daddy’s girl was a huge understatement.

It broke my heart a little that she would rather have her daddy than me, but I was learning to live with that. Nik and I have even talked about having another baby. But that was something that I wanted to wait a little longer on. Even if I was only second best to Mia, I never tired of spoiling that little girl. Having another baby right now would take away from that.

She clung to my leg, still a little frightened of the crowds that were always at a Demon’s Wings concert. But as her father sat there, surrounded on stage by all the men in her life that Mia knew would never let anything hurt her she let go of me. Before I could move she went running, her chubby little legs moving faster than I had ever seen her move before.

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!” Mia threw herself into her father’s open arms and hugged him tight as he continued to sing just for her.

“Sleep my angel.” Nik’s voice took on the softer tone that he reserved for Mia alone when he sang her to sleep in his arms every night.

I shook my head, knowing that the sight of the big bad rocker with the tiny little replica of me in his arms was making the females in the crowd fall deeper in love with him by the second. But I was okay with that.

Because with the exception of our angel, I was the only woman to ever hold onto Nik’s heart.