Suddenly Dirty(39)

“Thank you, Evan.”

Frowning, I look at her. What is she thanking me for?

“Thank you for making me feel beautiful again. Thank you for building my confidence up and thank you for almost spoiling all men for me,” she says, kissing me softly.

“I guess I was a pretty good rebound guy, hey.” I state, my voice sounding tense.

“Evan.” Sienna frowns at me. “You were so much more than that to me.”#p#分页标题#e#

Why the hell am I finding it so hard to let her go? “We had fun, sweetheart.”

“Yeah, we did.” She smiles at me.

“So … friends then?” Because I needed to know that I could still have her around even though I couldn’t touch her anymore.

She raises her eyebrows at me, nodding. “Yeah, friends.” She agrees, giving me a quick kiss as she ducks out of the bathroom.

“I’m going to miss hanging out late at night with you.”

Sienna smiles at me putting her shoes back on.

“I can still pop in if you want.” I add hopefully.

She turns her head towards me and gives me a stern look.

“No, I mean to watch TV because you’ve got me addicted to the most stupid shows.” Sienna’s addiction to trashy reality TV shows was out of control, but she sucked me in with them.

She giggled. Nothing sounded better than Sienna’s laugh.

“Of course, but I’m sure that you will be busy now that you are back on the market.”

Why did that thought irritate me? Being back on the market. It’s not like Sienna and I were dating, but she was the closest girlfriend I have been with since, fuck, since Hailey, my high school ex, the girl that ripped my heart out. I gave her a tight smile as she skipped from my bedroom without a care in the world. Why the fuck is this annoying me?

Finally, we arrive in London. Thank goodness we are on our tour jet; we don’t have to battle the long queues at the airport. Right about now, this plane is making me feel claustrophobic, and I need to get off. It was another gloomy afternoon in London when we arrived, perfectly matching my mood.

“You alright?” Axel asks, in the car witnessing my surly behavior.

“Just tired and over this fucking touring.”

“Yeah I know, it’s the last one then we are free to set our own schedule,” Axel confirms, nudging me with his shoulder.

Axel turns to the rest of the boys in the car and announces, “Guys, this week let’s not go crazy, yeah.” His hazel eyes bouncing around to each of the guys in the car; stopping for a moment at his brother, doing the silent twin thing.. “We can go out but let’s not burn ourselves out. I don’t want to have to start canceling shows because someone is sick or has lost their voice,” he says with finality.

The group nods in agreement. The thing is, Axel’s right.

We arrive at our home for the week, a five-story terrace in Chelsea. It’s easier to fit us into a house rather than take up a couple of floors at a hotel. Plus it’s harder to find out where we are staying when we are not at a hotel. Also gives us the space we need. This one has a basement apartment that is set up as a studio; perfect for us to practice in or write when the mood takes us no matter the hour. Tomorrow we have rehearsals for the show on Friday and Saturday night. We haven’t strayed much from the setup we’ve been using for the North American tour; everyone knows what they’re doing, which makes it easier.





Walking up a million stairs towards my room, lucky for me it’s the last one at the top; only the roof terrace is above me in this five-story house. The outside looks very much old Victorian but inside it is fully renovated with a modern style. My room is all white with a king size, four-poster bed, glass windows looking out over a gorgeous private garden filled with colorful flowers and an en-suite. At least my ass will be getting a good workout after going up and down these stairs all week.

“Hey neighbor,” Evan says, popping his head in and making me smile.

“Seriously, you have the other room?”#p#分页标题#e#

He grins. I can see the mischief in his eyes as he walks towards me.

“Just so you know, we are the only ones on this level,” He smirks, giving me a wink.

“We’re friends remember, no more funny business,” I say, reminding him and reminding myself.

“Yeah, I know. Friends can hang out with each other naked, can’t they?”

Slapping him on the arm in surprise, I give him a look of disbelief, but inside my body was screaming yes!

“What about we hang out while you wear some sexy lingerie? I promise I won’t touch,” he grins.

Rolling my eyes, I give him a heated stare. “It’s a shame that someone ruined all my lovely lingerie.”