She had been following us from the beginning of the tour and in all honesty, she wasn’t the only one.
We had started to get a few more groupies to add to our already growing fan base. I had to say I didn’t mind the attention, but at this point in time my sole focus was riding our band manager to multiple orgasms.
“Get some sleep boys, you have an interview with the local papers and radio before your gig,” Ace barked, on her way to the only decent bed in this shithole of a vehicle.
Jake and his cheesy smile, the guy was a womanizer and I knew Ace liked to ignore that part of him. They were only dating for publicity, and lucky for him it was working. He was still somewhat of a bad boy rocker but the majority of his fans had started to appreciate him for sticking to a longer relationship… even if it was fake.
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Ace
The cute, little, brunette Southern girl was back.
She was bright, bubbly and seemed like a nice girl.
I had seen her every night at the JED concerts and at every stop we took where the band played at local pubs.
It was sweet she had eyes for Eric and she genuinely seemed… well sweet.
It’s why I was more than happy to invite her backstage to meet the band after the gig. I made sure of course, that she stayed away from Jake, with his womanizing ways and his flirtatious smile which had the crowds swooning over him night after night.
He was attractive, don’t get me wrong, but I learnt quick smart that he might be nice and genuine at first, but he always had an ulterior motive… and usually that motive was pussy.
“Where is that sweet, little girl I saw you bring back stage… I’d love a ta..aste,” Jake’s words were slurred as he stumbled down the hallway which was full of groupies.
“That girl is gone, so don’t even attempt,” I warned him.
Drunken Jake was crazy as fuck and I didn’t need to try and sort out another situation between him and Eric.
Having to not only bail out Lucas but his dumb ass brother Chris after they started a brawl at the local pub was enough.
I had pulled so many strings in order to keep it out of the papers.
The last thing I needed was for those two thick heads to get into any more trouble, let alone any of other band members.
Damon seemed to be the only one not causing trouble, as he was too pre-occupied with Elle and her many text messages and Instagram pictures that I never wish to see, ever again.
“Well then, please tell me you will put out for me tonight?” he slurred.
I shook my head. The guy had no clue, no clue whatsoever. I was never going to put out for him.
“Jake, I will never put out for you baby, we may be dating, but you remember that little clause written into that contract you signed? You touch me and the contract in null and void,” I smirked cheekily at him, before heading out to the bus for another long journey to our next destination.
I needed some sleep since I was off to the big city for a little reprieve while the boys continued on the road.
~Chapter Eighteen~
Ace
“Oh my gosh, you’re back!” Elle screamed, as she hugged me to death in the busy L.A terminal.
I was only back for four days and I had a lot of paperwork and a welcome back/launch party to prepare for when JED would return to L.A in just a little over a month’s time.
I couldn’t wait to sleep in my own bed and I wanted to soak myself in a tub rather than a shower that was so tiny I had to shuffle around in it.
“I missed you,” I said, as I pulled back and picked up my suitcase. I was going to wash my clothes and maybe do a little bit of retail therapy if I could spare the time while I was in town. L.A felt like home, or at least as close to home as it could feel.
“You’re so-o-o not going to believe it, but I have so-o-o much to tell you about Damon. He is like the sweetest guy ever,” Elle blabbed on as she escorted me out to her car.
I rolled my eyes and laughed. She was smitten with him and for the first time in a long time, it was sweet to see her falling for a guy and actually giving him the chance.
Elle preferred rockers, but in particular she favored hot, leather, clad rockers with cheeky smiles, tattoos and body piercings.
Damon had his sweet moments, and lately I had begun to enjoy hanging out with him more and more. He had a certain charm. That smile of his was gloriously devious and had women swooning night after night. The funny thing about Damon was he could have screaming girls admiring him but still only seemed to be interested in my little Elle.
“Pizza and beer tonight at your house,” Elle said with a smile as she popped the boot for me to place my suitcase inside. “Before you protest, I know you want to relax and unwind and I also know how much work you’ve had to fly back in to deal with, so I took the liberty of having all the paperwork sent to the house plus I made sure your assistant tab up all the places you have to sign to make things easier,” she grinned, slipping into the car.
I smiled and shook my head, I appreciated the help and if having all the paperwork at home meant I could indulge in a pizza and beer night then
