Suddenly Dirty(50)

“She deserves a guy that will stay faithful to her.”

Axel stills and stares at me before saying, “You’re already thinking of cheating on her?”

Shaking my head in disagreement I add, “No, but I know I will fuck it up eventually?”

“Why?” Axel asks. “Is it because of all these chicks hanging around us? Are you seriously telling me that when you have a girl at home waiting for you like Sienna that any of these women are going to tempt you?

I shrug at him without answering.

“Seriously, if that’s the way you think then yeah, you don’t deserve her. I don’t want to be stuck with fucking groupies for the rest of my life. Fuck that would be sad. I’ll leave that for Christian,” he laughs, slapping me on the arm. “Just think about it, it doesn’t have to be Sienna, but if it is, either man up and do something about it or man up and let her go.”





Yep, I’m a coward, keeping my distance from both Evan and Sebastien over this past week. I feel bad; Sebastien sent me flowers just after I had slept with Evan. How the hell did I let myself have sex with Evan again? I just can’t seem to say no to that man. I declined Sebastien’s dinner date; letting him know I was too busy with the band’s media commitments, it was a half-truth. I don’t think I can face him after what I did with Evan. I’ve spoken to him via texts this week and he still wants to meet up when we arrive in Paris today. I like him, but it feels more like a flirty friendship then anything more.

“Evan.” A woman’s voice calls out, then I see a flash of blonde skip past me jumping into Evan’s arms, hugging him tight.

Seeing the way Evan’s face lit up at the mystery woman in his arms really sucked. Whoever she was he was familiar with her. She looked a lot younger than him. Long, blonde hair cascading down her back, she is tall, slim, like a model. I wanted to hate her. Nestled into his side, everyone seemed to know who she was, each of the boys coming up and giving her a hug or a kiss as they talked with her. Evan’s eyes found mine and he gave me a grin. I was trying to play it cool, playing on my phone while the love fest was going on.

“Sienna.” Just hearing his voice made my body hum. It was like the further apart we were, the more my body vibrated for him.

“I want you to meet someone,” he stated, as his arm hung lazily across her shoulders.

Put on your TV smile, Sienna, you can do this.

“This is my sister, Charlotte.”

I try to mask my surprise. But now that I look at her I can see the family resemblance; her blonde hair, tanned skin, the ocean blue eyes.

“I’ve heard so much about you,” she says, pulling me into a friendly hug.

Evan visibly elbows his sister.

“I’m sure your brother has been complaining about me dressing him in hideous outfits,” I reply, giving her a smile.#p#分页标题#e#

Her eyes glancing between the two of us, she laughs, “So you are the one responsible for my brother finally getting some fashion sense.”

“Um, excuse me, I was voted sexiest man of the year last year. I think I was doing okay.”

Charlotte and I both look at each other and laugh.

“Seriously, you are both ganging up on me already; I knew I should never have introduced you to each other,” Evan pouted.

“You just make it so easy, brother.” Charlotte smiled, giving him a hug.

“Did you know Sienna used to be a fashion commenter in Australia? She also used to own some fancy boutique.”

He remembered.

“No way, I’m studying fashion photography. I’d love to work with magazines one day. That’s why I’m here studying in Paris,” Charlotte explained, excitedly.

“I love Paris. So jealous you get to live here.”

“I know; everything about this place is amazing, the people, the fashion, the food, the men,” Charlotte giggles at the last bit.

“La, la, la, your brother doesn’t want to hear that,” Evan explains, putting his fingers in his ears.

Charlotte and I burst out laughing at him because he looked like he was going to be sick just thinking about Charlotte with all those French men.

“I’m going to catch up with one of my friends, who is a designer, this afternoon if you want to come with me,” I offer.

Charlotte looks at me in shock. “Can I, Evan?”

Evan was standing there quietly watching the two of us interact with a strange look on his face. “Of course, you don’t need my permission. Get Isla to message me when you’re out shopping and I will pay for whatever you want.”

Giving her generous brother a cuddle, she affirmed, “Evan, you don’t need to buy me anything, but if I see something I like, I promise to let you know.”