Harley (West Coast Rock Star #1)(48)

Cade groaned as she and Jax got up from the bed. She needed a moment to get herself together, away from Jax. "I'll be ba-" Jax stopped her with another heated kiss.

 

"Don't overthink this, Cadence." His eyes seared through hers. He held her in his arms. "I want to be with you, Cade. I can see you fighting it." He sealed that with another kiss, softer but not at all less toe-curling. "It was dumb of me to let you go before. Not going to happen again."

 

Cade laid her head on his shoulder. She felt his breath on her hair, and heard his rapid heartbeat. Was she willing to admit that she wanted the same thing? She could count on one hand how many times her heart had been broken, but she had managed to recover from those without any scars. If things didn't work out with Jax, would she even survive the fallout?

 

Jax was a rock star. He was popular. Women screamed his name. Men emulated him. He was desired by many. Loved by most, through his music, his talent, his voice, and that killer look he had going on. His face would be all over, and those would be painful reminders of how epic a failure their relationship could be.

 

Or should she jump into untested waters? Calm blues like Jax's eyes, and deep like the love he had for his daughter. His luxurious scent was enough of an invitation, inhibiting her from walking away. The sheer magnetism of Jax's overall persona appealed to Cade. He had confessed before that he no longer craved or desired different women during long, lonely nights. He only wanted her.

 

Jax's deep moan woke her from her ministrations. "Don't overthink it, Cade. Please. Give us a chance."

 

To her surprise, Cade nodded.

 

The sigh which came out of Jax was so audible that she couldn't help but laugh. He cupped her chin up and she saw the pure ecstasy swimming in his eyes, on the relaxed features of his face, on the tilt of the corners of his lips. Jax was hers. And she was his. Whatever else came after that, she knew she wouldn't be the only one to go through it.  

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

Bruno placed his large hands over Jax's shoulders.

 

"You look like hell," his agent told him through the lit mirror.

 

"I might look like it, but I, my friend, I'm in heaven!" Jax proclaimed, lifting his fists up in the air.

 

Bruno stepped back and wondered for a moment, then his face lit up. "She said yes? She's going for it?"

 

"Yeah. And I couldn't be more relieved," confessed Jax. "They'll fly back in two days, and I'll meet them in Vancouver."

 

Bruno patted his rock star friend's back. "That's good. Will she be travelling with us throughout the tour?"

 

Shoulders sagging, Jax felt a little defeated. How could he miss something that important?

 

The band would be on tour, first, all throughout the US, stopping at ten different cities, then they would be heading over international waters. Knowing Cade, and after what had just happened, she wouldn't want to leave Harley behind. Due to Harley's condition, travelling that much wasn't allowed. He had waited for this chance to be with Cade, but they would be physically away from each other for months. Jax could wait longer, but Cadence had taken the chance to try out this relationship. What would the long distance do to her decision?

 

"I can see that you haven't thought this out much." Bruno's statement was like ice-cold rain on Jax's parade. "You have nothing to worry about. She already said yes, and she will be with Harley. You're like a family already. What could go wrong?" Bruno exhaled, loud and hard. "I shouldn't have said anything. Forget I said it. Let's get this show started, huh? Michael has the cam ready. Your girls in Jersey will be able to see you perform."

 

"Yeah. Gimme a minute, Bruno." With a roll of his neck to ease the tension, and a few cleansing breaths, Jax put aside his troubles and donned his rock star persona.

 

Zee greeted him outside his room, and together they walked through the hallways and up the crowded backstage. The hard-working crew whistled and clapped, offering him encouragement. He stopped by the curtains and shook his hands and arms, then jumped on the spot. When he stepped out onto the stage, the stadium exploded with cheers from thousands of fans.

 

This … the energy, the high … this was why he became a rock star.

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

"There he is!" Harley pointed at the screen, jumping on the sofa where she and Cade sat.

 

Cade's neighbour's techie son had helped them connect Cade's laptop to her grandmother's TV. But when he'd found out that the video streaming was in fact a special live broadcast of the band, he had insisted they watch it at his mother's house instead, where the TV screen was much larger, and hooked up to a surround sound system.