Rockstar 04 Interlude(15)

"I'm not sure."

"For fuck's sake," Ben chides. "Go after her already. You look like someone stole your candy."

"Not my candy. My Cupcake," I admit, then head toward the back changing room.

"Gross," Lucy mutters.

"What?" Sera asks.

"Boob sweat. I need a washcloth."

I can't stop the grin as I walk over to the sink and wet a washcloth, then head over to where Lucy's changing.

"Well go get one."

"I'm naked and I'm not putting that sweat trap back on."

Fuck. She's naked and right on the other side of this partition. The  temptation to take a peek is overwhelming, but I don't. I'll wait to  unwrap my Cupcake properly. I knock on the other side of the partition  and Lucy gasps. I drape my hand over the partition, dangling the  washcloth.

"Oh my God."

"Yeah, you'll be saying that to me a lot, Cupcake." I swear I hear her eyes roll.

"I can't reach, can you just drop it?"

"Sure."

I let go of the washcloth and she catches it. I hear leather rustling, then her breath of relief.

"This feels amazing. God, Jesse, you have no idea."

I chuckle, my grin wide. "You'll be saying that a lot too, but I'll have an idea because I'll be making it happen."

She snorts, then more rustling and I know she's getting dressed. I adjust my erection in my jeans.

"It's safe to come back here now."

I walk around the side and eye the leather dress on the ground. It's crumpled up.

"Did you trample it?" I ask with a raise of my brow.

"Yes," she snaps.

I smile. "Why?"

"It sucked all the fluids out of my body and pushed them on and around  my boobs and any crevices it could find. It's made of evil."

Innuendos float through my brain about sucking fluids out of her body, but I hold back. Instead I grin and ask, "That bad?"

"And then some." She ties her shoe and sits up and looks at me. "Sure,  sure, laugh it up at my expense. It's all fun and games until I'm  dehydrated and pass out and need you to resuscitate me."

"Oh baby, I'll resuscitate you anytime you want."

"Pig."

"Oink."

She laughs. "See? This is why."

"Why what?"

"This," she says, waving a hand around, "is why I think you're cute."
         

     



 
"There's way more to it than that, Lucy. Stop lying to yourself. It'll  make things easier in the end," I tell her straight faced as I take a  step closer to her.

"What things?"

"You accepting that you're mine."

Her eyes widen. "Yours?" she squeaks out.

I nod, serious as a heart attack. She's mine and I'm hers. There's no way around it even if I wanted there to be.

"You don't seem too happy about it." She hops in the chair and Spenser helps her take off her makeup.

"I wasn't happy about it six years ago in Chicago and I'm not happy about it now."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

I grunt as she wipes the smears off her face.

"You do. You felt it just as I did in Chicago. I saw it," I tell her, leaning in close.

"That was a fangirl crush, Jesse."

"Nope. It was more and you can deny it all you want."

"I won't deny my attraction to you."

"That's a good thing. You're sexy as hell so we're on an even playing field."

"As far as that's concerned, yes."

"I figure we'll just fuck it out," I say and she laughs. Spenser snorts. Lucy laughs so hard she snorts.

"What's so funny?" Sera asks, walking over to us.

I shrug and Lucy points at me, tears running down her cheeks from laughing. I'm not amused.

"Fuck it out," she says and falls off the chair onto the floor laughing.

My eyes then slide down to the floor, my legs on either side of her hips. I grab her arms and pin them above her head.

She keeps giggling and it's pissing me off. This is a serious moment and she's laughing?

"I'm sorry, Jesse," she says breathlessly. "It's just …  the way you said it." She giggles …  again.

That's it. I lower my face to within an inch of hers. "I guarantee you,  Luce, you won't be laughing when you're naked beneath me-not unless I  want you to. You'll be moaning and writhing and clawing up my back and  shoulders. You'll be calling out my name as I make you come over and  over again with my fingers, my tongue, and my cock."

She's not laughing now.

"Jesus," she whispers, her eyes heating up.

I nod. "You'll be calling for him too."

She's thinking, I can see it. I'm not going to let her think herself out of this. Hell no.

"Not so funny, now is it?"

She shakes her head, still thinking.

"You're mine and it's not a joke," I tell her, staking my claim.

"I don't even know what that means," she tells me honestly.

"Neither do I, but we'll see how it plays out, yeah?"

"Yeah, I don't think so," she says. I see the minute she starts to  panic. She pushes me off and stands up. "Nope. No. Can't do that." She  grabs a wet towel and finishes washing her face.

"What?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

"The whole fangirl crush thing I had going on when I was younger? Sure  it's still there and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want you in my bed.  But yours?" She shakes her head in denial.

She's going to make this difficult. Everything about me and her has been difficult, why should this be any different?

"Yeah, mine."

"I'm pretty happy being just me."

I stare at her, knowing she's not going to admit to it just yet, but she will eventually. She knows it's true, just as I do.

"If that's how you want this to go, I'll play along," I tell her with a shrug.

"Jesse, this isn't a game."

Not to me, no. "Sounds like you're making it one."

"No. You are making it one. We barely know one another."

"So what? We'll get to know one another-in and out of bed."

"How do you propose we do that when we have one more day on this shoot and then we go our separate ways?"

"We'll figure it out."

She shakes her head again. "I'm not going to deny my attraction to you.  That's just stupid, but that's it. Attraction, lust, want, desire.  That's all."

"You keep telling yourself that, Lucy." I tried that too. I'll let her hold onto that delusion if that's what she needs.

"It's the truth."

"Uh-huh."

She huffs in frustration.

"They're waiting for us. We need to go," I tell her, grabbing her hand  and pulling her down the hallway. Spenser laughs behind us and I smirk.  As we near the conference room, she struggles to pull her hand out of  mine, but I just hold on.

"Let go."

"I don't think so." Not for a good long time.

"Jesse. Stop."

I meet her gaze and see fear and apprehension. I don't want to push her  too hard. I don't want her to run from this. I lift our hands and press a  kiss to her knuckles.

"I'll let you go. For now."         

     



 

I release her hand and she rolls her eyes.

"I'm not going to be yours, Jesse," she tells me without much conviction.

"You already are," I tell her truthfully.

With that, I walk into the conference room, leaving her standing in the hallway.

"What the hell is wrong with that man?" I hear her mutter, and I grin as I take a seat at the table.

She's mine. Mine. I'll help her see it and alleviate some of her fears  while I do. She's not just another one in a long line of chicks to bang.  Not Lucy. Lucy's more and that's what she doesn't realize. Not yet. But  soon.





Chapter Fourteen





Jesse


Past




"What's shakin', doll?" Xander says to Lucy.

"Hey," she says with a smile as she takes a seat. "Sera and I would like to talk to you all about … "

"Our total life change," Sera interrupts.

"What? You're getting sex changes?" Ben says with a chuckle.

"No, smart ass," Sera glares.

I hand Lucy a diet Coke and take a seat next to her. She forces a smile and I smirk.

"Thanks."

"No problem, Luce." I open the top of my Coke bottle and take a long swallow.

"Jesus, Lucy. Look away from the hottie and let's get to business."

I grin and Lucy blushes. "Uh, yeah. Sorry. So I was saying-"

She gets cut off when the conference room door opens.

"What's up, fuckers?" a dude I've never met before exclaims, and Sera  and Lucy squeal and run over and hug him. Lucy jumps up, wrapping her  arms and legs around him, and he smacks her ass. I frown, seeing a red  haze around the edge of my vision.

"Oh my God, we weren't expecting to see you here!" Lucy says.

"Max said you were still here, so here I am," the dude replies.

"This is awesome," Sera says with a laugh.

I clear my throat, frown firmly in place, and Lucy turns to look at me. Then the damn infuriating woman rolls her eyes.

"Everyone, this is Jace. He grew up with us and he's come out here to play with us."

"Play?" I ask, still scowling.