were off to another state. As much as we traveled, I rarely saw anything outside of the bus. The weather was perfect, not too hot or too cold. The area had a very small-town feel to it with rolling pastures, and it made me miss home for the first time since I had left to go on tour with Tucker.
I only made it a few blocks before the familiar sound of Tucker’s bike approached me from behind. He pulled off the side of the road and took off his helmet, running his hand through his messy hair.
“What brings you out here all by yourself?” he asked, and I turned to face him, shielding my eyes from the bright sun.
“Taking in the scenery.”
He knocked down the kickstand with his boot and leaned his bike onto it, standing and stretching as his eyes scanned the fields.
“Mind if I join you?”
“Of course not.” I gave him a smile and held out my hand for him. He wrapped his fingers around mine, and we began to walk slowly through the grass. “You look amazing, by the way.”
I couldn’t help but grin at his compliment.
“I was worried you wouldn’t like it.”
“How could I not like it?” He bumped me with his shoulder playfully.
“After the pervert at the after-party . . .” I let my voice trail off as Tucker stopped walking and turned to face me.
“I was upset. No one likes to have some asshole putting his hands all over his girlfriend, but I overreacted about the dress. It wasn’t your fault, and if I made you feel like that was somehow your fault . . . well, I’m sorry.”
I leaned in, placing a soft kiss on his lips, my eyes falling closed. His hand pushed against the small of my back, pulling my body closer to his.
“I’ve been stressing a lot lately with the tour and new manager, and it isn’t fair to take that shit out on you.”
“I think we could both use a little break from all of this craziness,” I said as I took a step back from his arms. His eyebrows pulled together in worry as he tried to figure out where I was going with this.
I fumbled with the hem of my shirt before I took in a quick, deep breath and tugged it over my head and let it fall to the ground beside me. Tucker stepped forward, his fingers tangling in my hair as he pressed his mouth against mine hard. I let my lips part as I slipped my fingers under the edge of his shirt, running them over the ridges of his stomach. He groaned and released my hair, yanking his shirt over his head before his body was back against mine like a magnet.
“You sure about this?” he mumbled against my lips. I grabbed the button of his jeans, letting him know I wasn’t going to change my mind. His hand slid up my side, and his fingers traced the delicate fabric of my bra.
I was tired of worrying, and I needed to get lost in the moment, needed to forget our past. Tucker slowly lowered me to the grass, his fingers brushing the hair from my forehead as he stared into my eyes.
“I love you, Cass. I know things have been difficult with all that is going on, but I don’t want you to do something you aren’t ready for. We have forever, sweetheart. I promise.”
“I love you, Tucker.” I closed my eyes, smiling like a fool as the sunshine warmed my face. He rolled beside me, taking my hand in his.
“When all this is over, I want a big yard like this. No people for miles. Just us,” he said.
“I never want to leave this place,” I whispered. His fingers squeezed mine and my heart sank. “We should make the time worthwhile.” I grinned as I raised up on my elbow beside him. I leaned over and gave him a kiss, coaxing his lips open with my tongue. He groaned again, his arms circling my waist and pulling me down on him. I straddled his body as one of his hands slid up my side and tangled in my hair. The other gripped onto my butt and held me tight against his body. I slowly rocked my hips against his, and he let out a small moan in the back of his throat as he deepened our kiss. I missed having time alone with Tucker. We needed more of it to grow as a couple, but I was willing to take any opportunity I could get. My hands slid over his toned chest. I could feel his heartbeat pounding back against my fingertips. I loved that even with thousands of girls screaming his name at his concerts, I was still able to make him feel excited. It was empowering. His hips began to move with mine, his jeans rubbing hard against me. I panted into his mouth, getting lost in how amazing his touch felt. His lips left mine as he kissed a trail over my jaw to my throat. His fingers slid over my shoulder. He pushed the cup of my bra below my breast as his thumb, calloused from playing his guitar, ran over my nipple, causing it to pebble under his touch.
“If we don’t stop now, I won’t be able to.” His words sent a burst of heat radiating through my core. I didn’t want him to stop, but I didn’t want our first time of making love since we got back together to be in a field. I reluctantly sat up, struggling to catch my breath as I pulled my bra back into place.
“We should go.” I slid off Tucker and grabbed my shirt, pulling it down over my head. Tucker sat beside me, reaching over and pulling a piece of grass from my hair and tossing it aside.
The ride back was short, but I forgot how much I loved being on the back of Tucker’s bike. It felt good to hang on to him and just escape. I wished we had more moments like this.
When we got back to the bus, we didn’t have much time before the concert, and I was incredibly excited to hear my words being sung onstage to thousands of people. Tucker had been working on it for a few days and had yet to let me hear him sing it. I was nervous to hear my words coming from his mouth, in front of thousands of people, no less. I was practically bouncing off the walls. Backstage, Eric questioned whether I was on drugs. I laughed and told him that for the first time in a long time, I was just high on life.
“I feel like I am finally figuring out who I want to be,” I said.
“I’m glad. I was worried how this whole tour thing would work out,” Tucker said.
I wrapped my arms around Tucker’s waist and squeezed him.
“Nothing worthwhile is ever easy,” I said.
“That’s good. You should put that in your next song.” He smiled down at me. We stared at each other for a long moment before his smile faded and his body tensed under my arms.
“What is it?” I pulled back slightly to get a better look at his face.
“We’re gonna meet up with Donna after the show. She will be stopping by to check out the bus and get ready to move in.”
“I don’t understand why she would want to live on a bus with a bunch of crazy rock stars.”
“Hey . . . you live with a bunch of crazy rock stars.”
“Yeah, but that is because I am in love with one of them. I bet she doesn’t last a week with you guys.”
“It’s not the guys I’m worried about.” He raised an eyebrow.
“I’m excited to have another girl around. It’s her that wishes otherwise.”
“She will love you. How could she not? She just needs to get to know you.”
“We’re on,” Terry called from behind us, and I frowned, hating how little time I got to actually spend with my boyfriend even though we were living together.
“Good luck.” I gave Tucker a kiss on the cheek, and he playfully patted my butt before following after his other bandmates. I made my way over to the refreshment table and grabbed a soda, popping it open and taking a large gulp. My nerves were taking over, and suddenly I wanted to disappear. I was terrified that the crowd would hate my song, that it wouldn’t feel like a genuine Damaged song. I wanted to run back out to the bus and hide in our bunk.
“They’re starting.” Sarah laughed, pointing back to the stage. She was covered in a thin layer of sweat and looked as if she was glowing.
“I’m heading out there, just taking a break.”
“Are you scared?” She walked over to me and grabbed my drink, guzzling it down before tossing it in the trash a few feet away.
“I don’t know how you do it. You get up on a stage in front of thousands and just pour your heart out. What if they don’t like you?”
“Fuck what they think. This is about doing what I love, following my dreams. If they like it, that’s just icing on the cake. If I lived my life worried about everyone else, I would go insane.” She laughed, and I shook my head.
