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“That was the worst thing I have ever heard… but did it work?” I asked, still laughing at Jake’s attempt at pick-up lines. He was telling me some horror stories of his sordid sexual past with JED’s devoted groupies.
“It worked,” he smiled, winking at me.
“You’re shitting me?” I laughed.
“I shit you not, I’m serious! The girl swooned at my feet and sucked me off,” Jake remarked, making me roll my eyes. Eww that was way too much information, but a giggle had still managed to creep past my lips.
I liked seeing this side of Jake. It made me think he wasn’t completely lost after all.
He did have a lot to give to the right girl.
I hoped he would eventually find that
woman to rein him in, because then I could sit back and watch him crash and burn when he finally falls in love and realizes he doesn’t deserve her but will actually fight for her.
Ok, so maybe I’m somewhat of a hopeless romantic, I believed in prince charming but the truth was I never actually thought that there was just one Prince Charming for everyone.
I believed a woman could have many Prince Charmings, but eventually we all settled for the
one, true man we’re supposed to be with. Unfortunately, I had to say I was yet to find my so called prince.
Wine, chocolate, fancy underwear and chick flicks… this was all me. Forrest Gump was probably my all-time favorite movie. ‘Run, Forrest, run.’
I never took myself too seriously. I had always been taught to live life to the fullest and enjoy each day, making it count and never regretting a single thing. This was why I was hating the silly stomach churning I got every time I thought about that mouth-watering, panty dropping kiss Eric had smacked on my lips last night.
I still hadn’t managed to curb the craving for an orgasm, and the worst part was only yet to come, since I couldn’t bring my sweet, little battery friend with me on this trip.
Not that I couldn’t bring it, but I was more embarrassed about placing that device in
my luggage when I would be surrounded by boys and sharing a bus with them. I suspected it would only be a matter of time before they started filing through my luggage in hopes of finding anything of use to them.
“Would you mind fastening your seatbelts we’re about to make our descent into Austen, Texas,” the flight attendant smiled down at us.
Jake and I had already fastened our belts, well to be exact we hadn’t actually removed them the whole flight.
“Do you think by the end of this tour that you and I will be friends?” Jake asked, adjusting himself in the seat.
I smirked, “Anything is possible.”
~Chapter Fourteen~
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Wow would be an understatement. The boys were going to flip when they saw this crowd. This was one of the smallest stadiums in the city and yet every seat in this place, including the field area, was packed with screaming and most likely horny woman. There were a few males in the crowd too, and at this particular moment the supporting act, another of Dash Records clients’ was on stage entertaining the masses. I had to admit this whole experience was starting to excite me.
I turned around and headed back towards the dressing rooms to inform the boys that they had less than twenty minutes before they would be hitting the stage. I had previously checked in with Jake and was surprised to see him sitting on a couch relaxing and watching TV… no girls in sight.
The others were all busy practicing while enjoying a few beers, or at least Chris was.
Damon seemed pre occupied by his cell
phone and I wondered if the reason had something to do with Elle.
The only member of the band I hadn’t seen yet and who I seemed to be avoiding, (and he avoiding me) was Eric. I had only seen the back of his head and that tight bum in some skinny jeans when he got up from his seat in the plane and exited. After that we had all taken separate cars and once we had checked into the hotel I knew I wouldn’t be seeing him anytime soon.
I opened the door to the first lot of dressing rooms. Chris and Lucas were busy practicing. Damon was still glued to his cell, but this time it was to his ear and he was in an intense conversation with someone.
“Sorry guys, you have about twenty minutes before you’re on,” I smiled, closing the door behind me. I moved on and opened another door to find Forman and the security co-conducting a meeting. I popped my head in and informed them that the band was set to be on stage in roughly twenty minutes.
I knocked on a door that had a sign, but there was no answer.
Curious, I knocked again before opening the door and popping my head in to inspect the room.
I quickly slammed the door shut when I realized this was Jake’s dressing room and I
had once again seen his cock. I stifled a giggle and yelled out that he had less than twenty minutes to finish up his activities and get his ass ready to hit the stage.
As much as I didn’t want to see Eric I knew I had to inform him that in twenty minutes he would be up on stage with his bass guitar and making the females in the crowd go wild.
I was just about to knock when the door swung open and
