“I got next,” Eric called out as he handed a beer to Tucker and me. “You wanna play?” he asked.
Tucker wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled my back against his chest.
“We’re just watching for now. Why don’t you play teams? You and Donna can take on the twins.”
Eric looked behind him and the twins as they trash-talked each other and then his gaze fell on Donna who stood on the other side of the table watching.
“You think she will have beginner’s luck?” he asked, turning back to us and causally sipping his drink.
“It’s pretty hard.” I shrugged. “You may have to help her.”
He smirked, raising an eyebrow as he tipped the neck of his bottle toward me. I knew exactly what he was thinking.
“That’s what she said.” I laughed, and Tucker and Eric chuckled.
Sarah yelped from behind us, and we all turned to see what had happened. Derek had pinched her butt hard and she smacked him playfully before pulling him in for a kiss. I looked back at Eric who looked devastated.
“This looks easy enough,” Donna said as she walked up beside Eric. His attention shifted, but I knew he was not in the greatest mood. It took very little to set him off.
“We can take them,” he replied, his eyes drifting down to her chest for a split second, but I had caught it.
“I need to go to the bathroom.” Sarah grabbed my arm and yanked me out of Tucker’s embrace. This night was not going to be easy, but I wasn’t going down without a fight. I held out my beer to Tucker, and he took it to hold for me. I gave him a pleading look to save me, but he only shrugged and took a drink, ready for the inevitable.
We made our way back to the tiny two-stall bathroom, and I cringed when I saw how disgustingly filthy it was. I’ve seen poor, and this wasn’t it. It was downright lazy.
Sarah primped herself in front of the mirror as I watched, and it didn’t take long for her to casually bring up Eric.
“Eric seems like he’s in a good mood.”
“Yeah. He’s having a good time.” Anyone with a pulse could spot Sarah and Eric’s attraction to each another, but now she’d promised herself to Derek. I knew she thought her flirting was harmless, whereas to Eric it was anything but that.
“What’s with Donna tonight? She seems different.”
“She’s actually making an effort. It’s really nice.”
“An effort to get laid,” she mumbled and dropped the subject, but I could hear the bitterness in her words. “You guys getting rooms after this? I’m dying to sleep in a real bed for once.”
Wrapping myself in a fluffy comforter and having room to roll around seemed like heaven.
“I hope so. I’ll say something to Tucker.”
“Can’t wait.” She was all smiles as she turned to leave the bathroom. Part of me wanted to stop her and tell her how Eric felt about her, but I let her walk out, following behind her. I couldn’t mess up such a happy night for her. I had to trust she knew what was best for her own life. Even if she didn’t, it was a lesson in life she was meant to learn.
I tried to plaster a realistic smile on my face as I walked over to the pool tables, but I felt like I was being ripped in two. I wanted to do what was best for both of my friends, but it just no longer felt possible. Someone was going to end up getting hurt.
I was surprised to see Eric leaning over behind Donna and guiding her on her next shot at pool. I smiled at Tucker, and he returned the gesture, holding out his arm for me. I slipped under it, snuggling into his side as we watched them play. I took my beer from Tucker’s hand and took a little drink.
“They did two rounds of shots while you were gone,” he said quietly into my ear before kissing my earlobe. I closed my eyes, savoring his sweet gesture. Tonight was about living in the moment, and I missed that.
“We should get a room tonight.” I looked him in the eye to gauge his response. His eyes fell to my lips, and I could feel the electricity pulse between us. I’d missed this feeling, the thought of him touching me. And suddenly, all I could think about were his hands on my skin. He glanced over at Eric and Donna. They were laughing as she hit the cue ball and it spun and touched nothing.
“I’ll talk to them. At least something good can come out of this night.” He pulled my face to his and kissed me softly, but there was nothing innocent about the way his lips pressed against mine. I smiled, forgetting all of the chaos that brewed around us. Things between us were right, even when the world was crumbling around us.
Donna yelled and her arms wrapped around Eric. I could tell by the way his hand slid down her back that they were actually connecting. Maybe he wouldn’t react too badly to Sarah’s news if he really felt like there could be something between him and Donna. . . .
As the night began to wind down and everyone seemed to be losing their spunk, Tucker brought up the idea of getting rooms at a hotel. Donna was apprehensive, but she was outnumbered and conceded fairly easily.
Donna went off to use the ladies’ room before we left, and I used the opportunity to talk to Eric and see how the plan was working.
“You and Donna seem pretty cozy,” I said.
“She’s all right.” He finished off the last of his warm beer, making a face at its bitter taste.
“Maybe you guys could room together,” I suggested, and he looked over at me, rolling his eyes.
“Is that what all this has been about? You’re trying to get me to hook up with her? Why? She’s been nothing but mean to you this whole trip.”
I shrugged. I had no good reason to help Donna; I’d just hoped it would give us all a chance to become friends. But really I just wanted to see Eric happy. Filth was saying their good-byes and walking out of the bar. Eric’s eyes followed them.
“It would just be good to see the both of you let go and have some fun,” I said.
His gaze went back to me, and he nodded once but didn’t say anything back.
20
THIS IS REALLY nice.” I looked around the hotel room. Everything was white, floor to ceiling. The bed was covered in a dozen fluffy pillows, and the lamp next to it was covered in white feathers. “Like stepping inside a cloud.”
Tucker walked up behind me and pressed himself against my back as his arms looped around my waist.
“I was thinking this is more like Heaven.” He placed a small kiss on my neck. A smile spread across my face, and I couldn’t have agreed more with him. We hadn’t had a night alone during the entire tour. I turned around in his arms to face him, his hands pressed against my lower back, holding me against him as I placed my hands on his chest.
“I don’t know . . .” I had no idea what I was trying to say. I had put off being intimate with Tucker for so long that now I was nervous.
“It’s just you and me tonight. We can do whatever you want. We can stay up all night and talk, we can play a game, we can write music. . . . It doesn’t matter as long as we’re together.”
He was right. Nothing else mattered: the past, the fights, and the long road we traveled to get here, literally and figuratively. All that mattered was that he and I were together.
“I love you, Tucker.”
“You have no idea how much I love to hear you say those words.” The pad of his thumb slid over my lower lip. “I love you so much, Cass.”
I pushed my lips against his, not wanting to spend another minute contemplating what would be best and just do what felt right in this moment. I wanted nothing more than to make love to the man I fell in love with. Tucker kicked off his shoes, never breaking our kiss as he held on to my waist and guided me backward toward the bed. I slipped off my shoes, nearly tripping us both, and our lips pulled apart for us to laugh, but he quickly
