“Okay, so I have enough for Abbi and Ella to invite a date.” Abbi’s nodding enthusiastically.
“Babe, when is the show?”
“Two weeks, on Thursday night.” I see his face fall. Crap! He plays on Thursday nights. He’s not going to be able to go. “Honey, it’s okay. Finn and Robbie will be there so we’ll be fine. We can meet afterwards.”
He shakes his head and looks over me to Finn. “Can you spare one of your tickets for one of my band?”
“No problem.”
“Here’s what we’ll do. Collectively, we have enough tickets for all of us and Nate, Blake, and Coop. I’ll call them and we’ll rearrange our schedule and play another night. It shouldn’t be a problem, but I need to go make some calls.” He leans down and kisses my forehead before disappearing into the kitchen.
I look at the two of them and shrug. Finn is smiling and Abbi doesn’t seem to care she won’t be bringing a date.
Chapter 26
Live in a Bubble
The rest of the day wasn’t very busy and we decided to take the night off and hang-in. When Ella got home, she was just as excited about The Wilde Ones tickets as Abbi and me. We all decided that we need to go shopping tomorrow. Declan talked to the guys and the management at The Steamroom. He was able to switch their performance to Wednesday night. The guys were equally excited. The only person who didn’t share the sentiment was Declan. He had been unusually quiet and I was dying to know what was wrong.
I’m snuggled up on Declan’s chest watching some sports show on his TV in his bedroom. I take the remote from him and mute the TV, then roll on top of him and straddle his legs. After my shower, I threw on one of his shirts and nothing else. In this position, I can feel him harden under me and I rub against his shorts.
“Thanks for rearranging your show for the concert.” I nuzzle in his neck.
“I told you, babe, I’ll do anything for you.”
“Will you tell me what my dad said to you?”
“Nothing unusual, the regular stuff you say to a boyfriend.”
“I thought you never had the ‘boyfriend’ speech before.”
“I haven’t, but I have two sisters so I’ve been on the giving end.”
I rub myself against his growing erection and continue to kiss his neck. “Then why are you so grumpy?”
He rubs his hands up and down my sides under the shirt. I arch trying to get him to massage my nipples, but he doesn’t. He inches his face closer to mine. “I’m not exactly grumpy. I’m just not sure what to do with the jealousy I have over you. I didn’t know how to react today when you found out about River Wilde. Even though Sayge isn’t a nationwide phenomenon, we still have a pretty good local following. The thought of you backstage without me makes me upset.”
“You do realize I’ve been going backstage since I was twelve years old. Not only am I able to watch out for myself, I always have Finn and Robbie.”
“That’s the thing; now you have me. Finn, Robbie, hell, any of them are great, but now your mine. I’m the one who should be making sure nobody touches you. Please, just meet me halfway here. I’m working on this newfound emotion I never thought I would have.”
“Okay, honey, no more talk about how awesome R-”
I’m suddenly on my back and he’s straddling me. I see the tip of his erection through his shorts. I lick my lips thinking about the barbell. He rips his shirt off me and lowers himself over my breasts. I feel his hot breath and I arch up, trying to push into his mouth. He ignores me and continues to blow on my nipples which are hard and aching.
“Sparkle, I think it’s a bad idea for you to talk about other lead singers in my bed- or ever.”
He finally takes a nipple in his mouth and moves his hand down to my aching core. I feel the evidence of my arousal on my thighs. It’s almost embarrassing until I see the hunger in Declan’s eyes. He slowly puts two fingers inside me. I run my fingers through his hair while I try to concentrate on all the sensations my body is feeling. I don’t want him to stop, but I want him in me.
“Baby, please, I want you now.” I try to pull him up, but he only lifts his head.
“Shit, I didn’t stop at the store. We can’t.”
“I’m on the pill.” I blurt out. I’m desperate to have him again.
He stops what he’s doing and adjusts so he’s leaning on his forearms on each side of my head. His tattooed arms are so close, I can lick them. I move slightly to the right so I can kiss the tribal design. He takes this as an invitation to lick down my exposed neck.
“Sparkle, look at me.” I turn and stare into his captivating eyes. “I’ve never had sex without a condom in my life. I’m clean; I had a physical last summer and I met you shortly after. Are you sure you’re okay with this?”