With our career of choice, relationships pretty much always come with an expiration date no matter how hard you try and say yours will be different. Most of the time it ends with you both heart broken and going your separate ways.
We spent the next hour hanging out until after the show. When everyone was ready, we loaded onto the buses and headed towards Brittan’s home in Malibu. Roxie drove her car and met us there. We took advantage of having the bus to ourselves and even though there was no fucking going on, I spent the entire ride with Brittan straddling my lap and us making out like we were teenagers again.
It’s fucking insane what this girl is doing to me.
We’re definitely fucking the second our feet land in her house because my balls are ready to explode.
I love this new side of Brittan I’ve been seeing these last few weeks. She seems happier and instead of looking like she’s on the verge of kicking me in the balls; she’s groping them.
Life is good.
For me and my balls.
Brittan
“I am so happy you’re here. I have seriously been missing the hell out of you!” I shout as run straight into Roxie’s arms, practically knocking us both onto the floor.
She’s lounging on the chaise that sits in front of a wall of windows overlooking the Pacific Ocean.
That is the main reason I bought this house in Malibu. The entire house is made of nothing but glass. It feels like you are outside even when you are inside. I love opening up all the doors and just letting the warm sea breeze blow through my house.
Laughing, she sits back up, “I missed you too. I thought it was about time I dragged my ass to a concert and got together with my bestie. You killed it tonight. Seriously, you are like the Energizer bunny on stage.”
I slide my gaze towards Jordon, who’s walking back into the living room with all our bandmates. They all have beers in tow; Jordon gives me a cocky grin as he hands a beers to Roxie and me.
“Well I for one am glad Matt had a game in L.A. the same time we were in town so we can have some girl time. Now let’s party!” I shout tapping my bottle of Budweiser against hers.
“Let’s party!” Roxie parrots smiling at me and taking a sip from her beer.
Standing, I make my way across the room to get the music pumping throughout the house. Roxie, knowing me so well, opens all the doors leading out to the deck, instantly filling my house with the cool salty air.
Everyone makes their way out to the deck, and of course, except for Lawson, all of the guys have a groupie on their arms. He’ll be flying back to Chicago tomorrow morning to spend Valentine’s Day with Natasha.
Roxie and I are leaning against the railing talking when I feel Jordon press his body against mine, wrapping his arms around me. I momentarily lose my train of thought as I melt into Jordon’s embrace. It feels strange reacting this way.
I’m slowly allowing myself to live in the moment and Jordon is definitely helping me do that. I never thought he’d be so funny and sweet. Who knew I’d find the cocky asshole thing so appealing?
“You two are cute together.” Roxie says, eyeing us up and down.
Jordon laughs into my hair, as he nuzzles his face into my neck, pressing a kiss against it. My body is still tingling all over and is hyper-sensitive from the heavy make-out session we had on the bus. It has never been so hard to not give in and beg him to fuck my brains out.
“So are you two ‘official’ yet? Or still claiming to be just fuck buddies?” Roxie asks mainly keeping her attention on me. She has this look in her eye, like she can see there’s more between us than just sex.
I hate how she just tells it how it is, refusing to let me live in denial. Ever since I talked to her about Jordon and the feelings he’s evoking in me, she has been on my ass to talk to him. She thinks I should see if he wants to take this to the next level.
In all honesty, I’m scared he likes keeping it casual and asking for more will scare him off. He has thousands of gorgeous women throwing themselves at him every day. His career is taking off right now with their new single quickly climbing the charts right behind ours.
“We’re just having fun.” I answer quickly. I don’t want Jordon to feel put on the spot.
His body tenses around me momentarily then relaxes again.
What the hell is that about?
“Whatever. I think you two are in denial. From where I stand, it looks a hell of a lot more than just having fun.” Roxie doesn’t ever hold back from calling me on my bullshit.
Jordon pulls me tighter against his body with one arm, while taking a long pull from his beer with the other, “I’m not the one in denial, but I’ll take Brittan any way I can get her…so.” He says pressing another kiss to my neck, before smacking me on the ass. “I’m going to see if the guys are up for some pool.” With that Jordon is walking away and leaving me with my head spinning.