Twisted(138)
But they were prepared. The media blitz around the video should be enough to distract the public from anything Snake had to say. Their fans knew Gray was in treatment, and everyone seemed to be supportive. If this video turned out as hot as they hoped, everyone would see Gray was back at full strength and anything Snake said would get lost in the noise.
Of course, that all depended on Gray coming out of his dressing room someday soon.
“What the hell.” Lila aimed a death ray at Nick and charged across the room. “This is a closed set,” she snapped. “No groupies.”
“Groupies? I don’t see any groupies.” He glanced around, eyebrows lifted. The perfect lying picture of innocence. “Tori here is my special friend. Totally different.”
Tori nodded eagerly. Lila did not appear impressed.
When Simon wandered off muttering about needing a drink, Harper leaned in close to Jazz. “How’re you holding up?”
“Not awesomely.” Jazz lifted the bottom of her robe. “These garters are cutting off my thigh circulation.”
“Look sexy as hell though.”
“So will the permanent band tattoos on my legs.”
“Speaking of band tattoos, I’m thinking of getting the Oblivion O right here.” Harper pulled down the collar of her shirt to reveal the top of her breast. “Maybe add a whisk.”
“Sounds good. I still need to get mine too.” Still holding her robe up, Jazz peered between her legs. “I’m thinking inner thigh.” Gray liked that area on her. “What do you think?”
Harper didn’t answer.
“Harp?”
“Not Harp.” Gray’s husky voice rumbled over her skin. “By the way, that’s some pose. Don’t feel like you need to change it on my account.”
She whirled around and grinned widely enough that her cheeks hurt. “Where did you come from?”
“Today, rehab. Originally, my mother’s wo—” The rest of his statement disappeared under her lips as she attacked him right there in the middle of Lila’s set. He laughed and grabbed her hips, pulling her even closer while he stroked his tongue over hers and reminded her all over again just what that mouth was capable of.
Her panties soon bore the proof.
“Mmm, missed you.”
Grinning, he dipped his forehead to hers. “I’d say me too but I think you can feel that without me saying a word.” He tugged lightly on the belt of her robe. “This is some outfit.”
“You haven’t even seen the best part yet.”
She waited for his eyes to darken with jealousy that everyone else would soon be seeing too but he only pressed his lips to hers again. “Yeah, I have. Nothing is better than your face.”
God. This man.
“How are you?” she whispered between kisses. “You look good. No, you look great. You gained weight. Your color’s back.” Not caring who was watching, she reached around behind him and grabbed his ass. “Oh yeah. Everything’s exactly right.”
He laughed against her mouth. “You’re trying to screw up the big plans I have for us, aren’t you?”
“Big plans for screwing?” She arched against him and buried her hands in his thick hair. He’d grown it even longer and hot damn, her nipples solidly approved. “I’m down. Or up. Pretty much any position you want me in.”
“Uh uh. No screwing. That’s my big plan. I want us to go slow.” He edged back and drew his fingertip over her parted wet lips and down her throat to her guitar pick necklace. “This time, we’re going to do it right. No rushing ahead. I want to do the old-fashioned thing and, you know, court you.”
Uh oh.
She cleared her throat. “I’m not sure that’s possible, all things considered.”
“Sure it is. We’ll reset the clock and do everything all over again. Start from the beginning.”
“Two minutes until I’m closing this set,” Lila shouted as the crew hustled around, doing final adjustments. She wasn’t the video director but she’d taken over as usual. “Necessary personnel only.”
Jazz bit her lip. Oh shit. Damn, damn, damn. This was not going well at all. So much for her big surprise. He was liable to dump her again after she dropped this present on his doorstep. Not the present itself—that was wonderful—but her timing left something to be desired. Best of all? She’d actually planned this stupid set-up.
Other women arranged an intimate dinner for two. Her? She invited a camera crew.
“I have something I need to tell you. Like…now.”
“We have all the time in the world.” He tucked her hair behind her ear. “Back to brunette. I love it.”