Suddenly Dirty(68)

I distract him by moving in closer to him, running my hand down his t-shirt covered chest until I reach his denim clad cock giving it a squeeze.

“I’ll be waiting for you backstage, ready to undress you. Now go out there and rock the shit out of this place.” I say, slapping his ass and making him chuckle.





After three months of travelling through Europe, we are now back in London, the last concert being played to a sold out crowd. The boys made an announcement the other day that they would be taking a break from touring for a while. It sent the fans crazy; the band reassuring them that they would be back very soon. Vanessa has organised a huge after party to celebrate the end of the tour and so many people are trying to get tickets to it.

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“Cheers, you bastards to another tour well done and to never having to see your ugly mugs ever again,” Vanessa jokes, as we all clink our glasses together in celebration. “Shit does that mean you are going to be home all day, every day?” Vanessa asks Christian.

“Sure thing, Queen V. You will finally have me to yourself every single day. I know how much this idea gets you all excited,” Christian says, giving her a kiss on the cheek, making us all laugh.

“Ness, we want to ask you something,” Axel says, looking serious.#p#分页标题#e#

The group stops for a moment, all eyes on Vanessa and Axel.

“We were wondering if you would like to be the new PR director for Dirty Texas Records?”

“You want me to run the PR for your label?”

The boys all nod in unison to Vanessa’s question.

She looks at each of them in shock and begins to cry. Silently, tears run down her face. Ness crying is very rare.

“Hey Ness, no, please don’t cry. Why are you upset, sweetheart?” Christian comforts, while wrapping his arms around her. The other boys look on with worried expressions.

“There is no one else in the world we would trust. You’re family, Ness, and family sticks together,” Axel states, matter-of-factly.

Vanessa’s green eyes look up at him her face lights up with a huge smile “Hell yeah, let’s do this,” she says through her tears. The table erupts into cheers.

The club is filled with London’s hipsters, A-listers, maybe even some European royals thrown in for good measure. The who’s who were after tickets to tonight’s party, especially when they realized Dirty Texas were taking a break, people were going crazy to get close to them tonight.

Evan and I are dancing, he has me wrapped in his arms; his cheeks are red from the alcohol he has been drinking. Leaning into my ear, he whispers to me, “I love you, Sienna.” Everything stops. I sobered up quickly and stare at him. “Fuck, sorry that wasn’t meant to come out. Shit, it’s probably too soon,” Evan stumbles, the panic on his face evident and very cute.

Giving Evan a quick kiss, I respond, “I have feelings for you too, Evan.”

Pressing his finger against my lip, he silences me. “No need to say anything. I know how you feel and I can’t wait for the day that you say those words back to me.”

I smile back at him and think, fuck, I am lucky. This man loves me and all I want to do is shout how I feel from the rooftops. “You won’t have to wait long, I promise.” I tell him, pulling him into a heated kiss.

“That’s all I need to know – that the possibility is there,” he says, as we continue moving our bodies to the beat. “Stay with me in LA.”

“You want me to live with you?” I question, my heart racing. Shit, this all seems to be moving so quickly.

“Sienna, we have been living with each other over the past three months, I think that’s long enough. Plus I’m much better company than Christian and Vanessa.”

He had a point, looking at him I smiled. “Yes.”

This felt like a huge step in our relationship. Every single day and night we have spent together over the past three months have been wonderful. What could go wrong with moving in together?

“I need to take a piss, I’ll be right back,” Evan so eloquently tells me, leaving me alone on the dance floor. Watching as he disappears into the crowd, feeling buzzed, I start to dance to the music on own because I know he won’t be long. A couple songs later I feel hands wrap around my waist and I melt into his chest.

“I forgot how nice it was having you in my arms.” The male voice whispers into my ear.

Pushing myself away, I turn around. I am paralyzed to see Beau staring back at me. What the fuck! I shake my head in disbelief. Seriously how much have I had to drink?

“Hey Sisi, you look good,” Beau smiles, his eyes looking at me, appreciating what he saw.