Surrendering (Surrender 1)

He leans down and says very seriously, “I can tell you without a shadow of a doubt, you don’t have to worry about me and any temptation. I’ve become completely enchanted with a certain brunette with blues eyes and a killer body.”

I smile and melt into him. I give him a long, slow, and very wet kiss. I feel a hand on my shoulder pulling me away.

“What the fu…” I stop when I see Robbie’s face. He’s not amused at all. He gives Declan an evil glance and turns back to me.

“You need to stop sucking face. Did you forget Dad’s guys are all over the place? One of the leads just told me some guy had backed my sister in a corner with his mouth to her ear. Do you want Dad to have a heart attack? It’s bad enough he saw Declan’s hickey and called me about it hyperventilating. How do you think he’ll handle it if his staff tells him about you making out at the Ryman?”

Declan laughs behind me, but I don’t think this is funny. “Robbie, you’re a hypocrite! How many times have you been caught in an empty room with some random girl at these things? I’ll tell you- too many. Dad never said shit to you. You were practically a legend at the John Mayer concert. So get off my case.”

“No can do, RJ. Number one, I’m a guy so it’s much more acceptable among other guys. Number two, you’re my sister so please keep your tongue in your mouth for a few hours.”

“You’re infuriating! Are you always this bossy?”

“To you, yes. Now for the other reason I came over. John has asked that we stay back after the concert until they can get the band to their bus. Even though this is a charity event, they expect it to be pandemonium back here when the meet and greet starts. There’s a room in the back we can hang in for a while. Dad made sure it was available.”

I know John is one of my dad’s top security guys and he’s worked with Robbie and Finn. I hope he isn’t the one who reported my public make out session to Robbie.

We join everyone else and watch the roadies change out the stage equipment to get ready. There’s loud movement behind us and I turn to see all the members of The Wilde Ones making their way to the stage. Oh my- River Wilde is even hotter in person than I could’ve imagined. I discreetly take out my phone and snap a few pictures. I guess I wasn’t so discreet because he looks directly at me and smiles. My face flares with embarrassment; I’m busted.

Declan laughs beside me; he knows I’m caught too. “Do you want me to ask him to take a picture with you?”

“That would be a no; I learned a long time ago not to take advantage. I’m fine with just my snapshots.”

“Okay, babe, but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. You could show your children pictures of you and a hot lead singer for a famous band one day.”

“I already have pictures of you and me, honey.”

His eyes take on a soft glow. He reaches around and squeezes my ass as he plants a short kiss on my nose.

“When we get home tonight, you’ll be rewarded for that.” He says softly in my ear.

I feel the moisture between my legs. I’m not going to be able to wait until we get home tonight.

The music starts and we all make our way to the side stage watch the show. Abbi, Ella, and I dance and sing to the lyrics we know. The guys hang back and watch. I need to find the bathroom so I excuse myself and head down the hallway. I’m not paying attention to anything when I feel a strong hand grab my arm.

“Hey, baby, where you going?” He slurs at me. I try to remove my arm from his grasp, but he holds tight.

“It’s none of your business where I’m going. Let go of me.”

He drops my arm, but slides his hands around my hips trapping me against a wall. “We’re all alone back here. I think we should take advantage of that, don’t you?” He leans in closer to kiss me.

I push against his chest. “You asshole! I’m here with my boyfriend. I’m not some groupie. Get away from me!”

“Playing hard to get, I like that. Tell me, where is this boyfriend of yours?” He slides his hand around and cups my ass.

“He’s right here, you fucking prick! I suggest you remove yourself now before I remove you.” Declan growls from behind him. His voice is full of rage.

The guy turns around and straightens his stance. He snarls, “This is a private conversation; I suggest you find another girl for awhile.” He turns back to me and tries to put his hands on my hips again. I push against him and he stumbles back. I’m just about to kick him in the balls, but I don’t get the chance.

Declan grabs him by the throat and pushes him against the opposite wall. “I don’t think you understand; that’s my girl and I don’t share. So don’t fucking touch her, talk to her, or look at her again tonight. Or I will lay your ass out.”

The guy is struggling, but Declan just slams him back against the wall. I see two security guards coming our way. By the time they reach us, Declan has let the guy go, but he’s gasping for air.

“What’s going on here?” One of them asks. I think his name is Bob.

“This fucking, crazy son of a bitch just attacked me.”

Bob looks around and sees me against the wall and the expression on Declan’s face. He puts the situation together.