"Too bad, because I'm not done with you," Dallas says, and then a door closes, as he sets me on my feet.
Oh, shit. The smoldering look in his eyes says I'm in a whole lot more trouble than I thought.
Chapter 10
Dallas
"Come on, let's go back to the bus." I try to take her hand, after she gets finished yelling at Landon and the girl next to him.
She yanks her hand away from me. Crap. Everyone in the room is watching, and Landon is shooting me his pathetic 'please help me' eyes.
"Oh, now you want to talk to me. Fuck off. Both of you."
“Damnit, Austin. It looks like we need to have a talk.” I say.
So, when she turns to storm off, I do the first thing that comes to mind. I bring her back to me, which is pretty easy with her being drunk, and then I flip her over my shoulder and storm out of the backstage area towards my dressing room. I send up a silent prayer that she doesn't puke all over me, before I get there.
"What the hell are you doing? Put me down, asshole!" She starts beating on my back, and I smile even though, I know it would piss her off even more. She has some fire in her.
"I’ll set you down, when we get to my dressing room. Looks like we need to have a chat." I tell her.
"You have had a whole week to 'have a chat,' but no, you ignored me too, so fuck you. I want to go home. I'm done with this tour, and I'm done with both of you." She starts pounding on my back again.
Oh yeah, we need to talk. There’s no way I'm letting her leave the tour early. Because I know if she goes home now, she will pack up and be gone, before we get home. Not an option.
"Too bad, because I'm not done with you," I say, as I enter my dressing room and close the door behind me.
I put her down on her feet with her back to the door. Staring into her eyes, I reach past her and lock the door.
Then, in order to get my emotions under control, I turn my back to her for just a moment. Carrying her like that; having her so close, was such a turn on, even when she was yelling at me and cursing at me. After a few deep breaths, I can get my cock to go down enough that I can turn and face her again. She hasn't moved one inch.
"You’ve been drinking, baby girl?" I ask her, even though, I already know she has. Making a note to myself to remember to say something to Ivy about not letting her drink like that. I know she’s her friend, but it could get her in serious trouble, if the wrong person noticed and tried to take advantage of her.
"Yes, so what? Why do you even care?" I can hear the irritation in her voice, but there’s also underlying hurt.
I hated our show tonight. She wouldn't look at me, when we sang. She'd rather look out at the crowd, and that's when I knew I was losing her. I hadn't realized Landon had been avoiding her all week as well. I thought giving her space would let the two of them work things out. No wonder she's all worked up and hurt.
"What was that outburst about?" I ask, keeping my voice soft, because I don't want to give her another reason to go off on me. Not until I have my answers.
"He thinks he has a say in my life and can drive you away, so why can't I have a say in his life? Besides, I can't stand that girl."
Can't blame her there. She tried to attach herself to me at the beginning of the tour, and when I told her to keep away, she latched on to Landon. That’s his business, and I figured he was using her for some fun, but she's been around him at every stop. But that's not the issue I need to address right now.
"Drive me away?" I ask her. I need to know what's going through her head. I've given her space, yeah, but Landon hasn't driven me away.
"You have avoided me all week. You’re out of the bus, before I get up and come home late. You won't talk to me or even look at me."
Damn, I really thought she and Landon were working things out. I didn't realize he has been avoiding her too, or I wouldn't have stayed away, but I was never far away. I knew where she was, and what she was doing. I was always right here in case she needed me, like tonight.
I've spent the last week trying to get my life in order, so I can be the man she deserves. At some point, I will need her brother to be on board with this, and it's going to take time. So, I want to lay the groundwork now and get everything in order, because staying away isn't an option anymore. I plan to make her mine, but I want to do it the right way.
"I just need some time, baby girl. I need to make sure I do this right, and that I'm good for you. Will you give me some time?" I ask her, trying to beg her to understand with my eyes, but it doesn't work.
She rolls her eyes "Getting some last action in?" She turns to try to leave, but I'm on her, before her hand reaches the door.
I pin her to the door with my body and rest my arms on either side of her, caging her
