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  “Have you ever been to a sex club?”

  Just like that.

  “No, I haven’t. Why do you ask?” I shift on my seat, my cock getting hard as those words leave her lips.

  Fucking control yourself Saxon.

  “Just curious,” she replies casually, shrugging her shoulders. “I like to try everything once.”

  This woman…

  “I’m not going anywhere where other men get to see you naked or even partially naked,” I tell her in a low tone. “That’s for my eyes only.”

  She turns her head to me, blinks a few times then starts laughing.

  “What the hell is so funny?”

  “Nothing,” she replies. “You. You’re a big cutie.”

  I don’t think I’ve ever been called a big cutie in my entire life, and I could have gone without it.

  “A big cutie? Seriously?”

  She smirks. “I love when you get all possessive, even though you know this isn’t my first rodeo.”

  I snap my head to her. “I don’t want to hear about any other man you’ve been with.”

  I may end up in prison for killing them.

  Wouldn’t that put a damper on our relationship?

  “Why? You should thank them because that’s why I’m so good in bed.”

  She did not just say that.

  My fingers clench on the steering wheel. “You need to stop before I stop this car and show you just who you belong to. It doesn’t matter who had you before, all that matters is that from now on no one else will have you except me. It sucks I wasn’t your first, but it’s even better to know that I’ll be your last.”

  She looks at me and raises an eyebrow. “Calm down caveman.”

  With her comment, my mood changes and the air lightens around us.

  I exhale and flash her a shaky smile. “You make me crazy.”

  A soft giggle. “You were already crazy. I think I just intensify it.”

  I couldn’t argue with that.

  “You intensify everything,” I admit quietly.

  Every emotion, every feeling.

  Fuck I’m whipped and I don’t even care, I just need her.

  *****

  “I don’t want to leave,” I murmur into her hair. The last few weeks have passed in a blur, and now it’s time for me to go on tour. Tee will be joining me in a month’s time.

  It’s going to be the longest month of my life.

  She sits up and the sheet falls down, exposing her bare body. “It’s just a few weeks.”

  I groan. “Yeah, I guess.”

  The last few weeks have been the best of my life. Tee has given herself to me entirely, without holding back. All her walls are down. I earned her trust and now our relationship is better than I could have envisioned.

  There is just one thing running through my mind.

  Does absence really make the heart grow fonder? Or is out of sight out of mind more realistic? I know on my end that I don’t want anyone but her, and no other woman can tempt me.

  Nothing would be worth losing her.

  Nothing.

  I can’t get enough of her.

  I’m addicted.

  That’s not me being pussy whipped or anything, it’s just me stating a fact.

  She’s the one for me.

  I don’t know how long distance is going to work for us, and I’m almost scared to find out.

  If anything goes wrong…

  I sigh and bury my face into her pillow.

  “Are you going to feel sorry for yourself or are you going to make love to me before you leave?” she asks in a dry tone. Her hands run up my naked back, her fingers digging into the muscles there.

  “That feels so good.”

  “You’re so tense,” she mutters, massaging my shoulders. “You’re going on tour with your band, not prison.”

  I grin at that. “I know, and I’m excited to go—don’t get me wrong. I’m just gonna miss the hell out of you.”

  “Time will go fast, don’t worry,” she says in a soothing tone.

  I lift my head up and watch her. “I won’t let anything come between us. Or anyone.”

  She raises a dark brow. “Saxon, we will be fine. Just keep your dick in your pants and enjoy the tour.”

  After all this she still doesn’t trust me?

  “I do trust you,” she says, and I wonder if I spoke out loud. “But it’s just realistic for me, as a woman, to think that you might be tempted. I’m not going to be there, and you will be surrounded by beautiful women.”

  “I don’t want anyone else,” I reply in a strong tone. She needs to know this. “You’ve ruined me for any other woman.”

  Her eyes widen.

  “You have nothing to worry about. And you better not even look in another man’s direction while I’m gone and please try and stay away from that damn bar.”

  I’ve seen the men who work there. Good-looking bastards.

  “I’d never cheat,” she replies, lifting her chin up.

  “I know that. I’m just a jealous bastard,” I tell her, flashing her a sheepish grin.

  She stares at me for a second then laughs. “You are, aren’t you?”

  “Any man who has a woman like you would feel the same.”

  She stills. “Okay I really need you inside me right now.”

  I turn over and pull her on top of me.

  “Ride me baby,” I whisper into her ear.

  She pulls the blanket off me and does just that.

  Fuck, how I’m going to miss her.

  Chapter Twenty One

  Tenielle

  Five weeks later

  I see him standing to the right of me, his head turning as he tries to find something.

  Me.

  He’s wearing a black hat on his head, pulled down low, a black t-shirt, and a pair of jeans that he was born to wear.

  My man is delicious.

  I walk in his direction, dragging my suitcase behind me. When he sees me, his eyes light up, and he jogs right to me.

  “Hey you,” I say, laughing when he lifts me in his arms and spins me around.

  “Aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” he murmurs, his gaze devouring me before his lips slam down on mine.

  This kiss tells me everything I need to know.

  It tells me he missed me.

  It tells me he wants me.

  And it tells me he loves me.

  I pull back sooner than I want to, but we’re in the middle of an airport for heaven’s sake.

  “You look more beautiful than I remember,” he tells me, then lifts my suitcase in one hand and takes my hand in his other. “Let’s get out of here.”

  I lick my lips and walk outside with him. The sunlight hits my eyes, so I slide my sunglasses down. When he leads me to a limo, I roll my eyes even though he can’t see.

  “Really?” I say in a dry tone.

  He laughs. “We’re moving up in the world.”

  He opens the door for me, and I slide into the back. “What? No chauffeur to open the door?”

  “Open your own damn door princess!” a voice calls out from the driver’s seat. I smile widely, jump out of the car and open his door.

  “You better get your ass out here and say hello to your cousin!” I tell Jet, who smirks but does as he’s told.

  “How have you been?” he asks as I pull him in for a hug.

  “Good, how have you been?” I ask him, squeezing both his cheeks.

  He gestures to the limo. “Fuckin’ amazing. I wanted to drive, thought I’d surprise you.”

  “I’m glad you did. Where’s Ryder?” I ask.

  He didn’t come? He’s so being downgraded from his spot as my favourite cousin.

  And Jet has been moved up a notch.

  “He’s not feeling too well. Lexi was making him some soup as we left.”

  Great, man flu. Good luck Lexi.

  Saxon, clearly done with waiting, takes my hand and pulls me back into the backseat.

  “
Kiss me,” he demands. “I’ve missed you so fucking much.”

  I kiss the man.

  The last six weeks have been full of phone calls, video calls, and text messages.

  While Saxon does give good phone sex, I missed him so much. Just being around him. The way he always watches me, taking in every little detail of every little thing I do, or the way he always listens to what I have to say—even if I’m talking complete shit, like bitching about my receptionist.

  Okay I’m not going to lie—I missed the sex too.

  I missed everything about him.

  Great. I’m turning into a fucking Hallmark card.

  “I missed you too,” I say against his lips, grabbing his t-shirt and pulling him closer to me.

  A throat is cleared. “Last time I’m picking you up, cuz.”

  A giggle escapes my mouth. “Sorry Jet.”

  I take Saxon’s hand in mine and lean my head on his shoulder. “So what’s the sleeping arrangements on the bus?”

  “There are two separate rooms and the rest all have to sleep on bunks.”

  I lift my head. “We get a room, right?”

  However, at this point, I might do him with people watching and not care.

  He grins. “I slept in a bunk this whole time and told everyone that we get the room for as long as you’re here.”

  “Who slept in the room before?” I ask, feeling curious.

  He glances at Jet.

  “Jet Crawford! You better have been alone in that room!” I call out.

  Jet laughs. “Coming from someone who was about to have sex in front of me a second ago.”

  I narrow my eyes. “I’m older than you. You’re still a baby.”

  “I’m twenty-one,” he replies on a sigh.

  “Yeah—but I’ll still kick your ass, so shut up!”

  He does.

  Saxon shakes his head at me.

  “What?” I ask, shrugging. “It’s hard being an elder cousin. You have to keep all of them in line.”

  He leans over me, gently pushing me back on the seat. “You’re hot when you get bossy, you know that?”

  I bite my bottom lip and say, “You think everything is hot.”

  “I think everything you do is hot,” he clarifies.

  “Someone please just fucking kill me,” Jet mutters from the front.

  Saxon and I both start laughing.

  And then we start kissing—which is better than laughter, but only by a tiny bit.

  Laughing with him is almost as good.

  *****

  The scene on the bus is a hilarious one. Ryder is lying on the couch, a blanket pulled up to his neck, while Lexi feeds him soup. Kidd is sitting there, staring at them in disgusted amusement, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts.

  Where did he pull that body from?

  Saxon looks down at me and sees me checking out his brother.

  “He’s gay,” he grits out, narrowing his eyes on me.

  I look back at Kidd, who smirks at me. “Thanks for keeping that a secret bro.”

  Saxon looks at his brother. “Oh please, everyone knows now. You officially came out.”

  I raise my hand in the air. “I didn’t know. But it does explain a few things.”

  Kidd’s lip quirks. “You have the memory of an elephant.”

  A few year ago, I asked Kidd if he wanted to take me back to my house and fuck me.

  He said no.

  Of course I’d remember that, it was the one and only time I’ve been turned down since I was fourteen and asked Derek Samson out.

  He was seventeen and said no.

  Good times.

  “Wait a minute,” I say. “Did you just call me an elephant?”

  “Hello to you too Tenielle,” Lexi calls out dryly.

  “Hello Ryder and Lexi and anyone else who couldn’t be bothered to come get me from the airport,” I call out, sending my best friend a look.

  Lexi rolls her eyes and points to Ryder, who is covering his eyes with his arm and groaning.

  Saxon shuffles me further into the bus, and I take a seat on a couch—the one that isn’t infected with Ryder. “Back to the elephant comment.”

  Kidd laughs. “I just meant that you have a good memory. And do you really want to talk about that night?”

  “What night?” Saxon growls.

  All heads suddenly turn my way.

  “I have nothing to hide, it’s not like Saxon and I were together,” I say, lifting my chin up.

  A jaw ticks in my man’s cheek. “If you tell me you fucked my girl, you will be going to the show tomorrow with a broken appendage.”

  I look down at his crotch.

  Kidd cringes. “Calm down, nothing happened.”

  And now I know why. He isn’t into women.

  “I asked him to come home with me one night, and he said no. It was years ago, might I add.”

  I watch as Saxon gets angry.

  His face goes a little red and his fists clench and open a few times.

  I can feel a man tantrum coming on.

  A mantrum, ha!

  He lifts me up, throws me over his shoulder, carries me into a small room, and slams the door shut.

  Then he locks it.

  He lays me down on the bed, then lifts off his shirt.

  I gulp.

  Chapter Twenty Two

  Saxon

  I feel pissed over the fact that Tee wanted my brother, even if it was just for one night, but I know that I shouldn’t be angry.

  It was a long time ago.

  I was probably still pining for Lexi then, but still.

  I don’t want her wanting anyone else—past, present, or future.

  She makes me fucking crazy.

  I have missed her so much these last few weeks. I tried to concentrate on the tour, but she was never far from my mind. I know that if she had been here—the entire tour would have been a million times better. But she’s here now, and I’m going to make the most of it.

  I undress myself completely, and stand before her, letting her get her fill. Climbing onto the bed on my knees, I reach for the button of her jeans and undo it. Pulling down the zipper slowly, I take my time removing them, and then her panties.

  “Red lace,” I whisper to myself. “Sit up so I can take your top off.”

  She sits up and helps me pull her top off, and then her black bra.

  Both naked and on an even playing field, I lean over her and stare into her eyes. “I love you.”

  Her lips curve. “I love you, too.”

  I slide my hand down the side of her breast, then cup it, feeling the weight of it in my hands. My lips find hers and show her just how much I’ve missed her.

  Just how much I need her.

  Loud music fills the bus, probably so they can’t hear Tee and me. I recognise the song that plays as Nico & Vinz ‘Am I Wrong’.

  Two men on this bus are related to her after all.

  “Good, now I can be as loud as I want,” she says, rolling me over so I’m on my back.

  I smile as her mouth descends on mine.

  *****

  A knock on the door wakes me up. As carefully as I can, I move Tee over so I can get out of bed. Shoving on a pair of boxer shorts, I walk to the door whilst rubbing my eyes.

  “Yeah?” I ask when I come face to face with Lexi.

  She smirks. “Is Tee up?”

  “Nope. What time is it?” I ask.

  “It’s eight. I thought we could go out or something. Come on, I’ve never been to Boston before and neither has Tee. We should be exploring.”

  Now it’s my turn to smirk. “You’re just saying that because your man is out of commission.”

  She rolls her eyes. “Fine, he’s asleep, and I’m bored.”

  “I’ll ask Tee if she wants to go out,” I tell her. She nods and I close the door, returning to bed.

  I kiss her lips twice and then she stretches and opens her eyes. “Lexi wants to know if you want to go exploring.” />
  “Will you come?” she asks in husky, sleepy voice. “Or are you too famous now?”

  I pin her down on the bed, her wrists in each of my hands. “Will I come? I don’t know babe, you tell me.”

  “Seriously?” she asks. “Again? And I thought I was bad.”

  I laugh. “Not right now, but later. Let’s go out and see what Boston has to offer.”

  She smiles happily. “First I need to have a shower.”

  “Come on, I’ll show you where everything is,” I tell her. “And I’ll bring your suitcase into the room.”

  We get out of bed, and Tee has a shower while I talk with everyone else to see what they’re up to tonight.

  “No way in hell am I coming out with you,” Jet announces. “I’m meeting up with a girl tonight, and Tee will scare her off and cockblock me like she usually does.”

  Everyone except Jet finds this amusing.

  “Ryder’s knocked out for the night,” Lexi says. “We could go out for a bit then I’ll come back and check on him.”

  “I’m free,” Kidd adds. “What do you wanna do?”

  Lexi shrugs. “Tee and I usually just get dressed, go out, and see where the night takes us.”

  Sounds like Tenielle all right.

  “Okay let’s just do that then.”

  “What if people recognise us?” Kidd asks.

  An extremely good question.

  “Ryder is usually the most recognised,” I say. “Try and cover up the tatts and I’ll wear my cap.”

  “You aren’t like Clark Kent with his glasses. A cap won’t save you,” my brother adds in dryly.

  I shoot him a look that says ‘fuck off or come up with a better idea.’

  He shrugs and flashes me a smirk.

  “Apparently all clubs close by two am here,” Lexi adds.

  We all look at each other.

  “Two am? What the crap?” Tee says as she walks out drying her hair with a towel. She’s wearing jeans and a black top that shows off her toned stomach. My gaze stays there, and I lick my lips.

  “Oh hell no,” Lexi stands, moving between the two of us. “None of that. You can screw when we get back home.”

  I grip the back of Tee’s elbow and pull her next to me, moving her around Lexi. “I’m sure we can manage for a few hours.”