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“I guess so,” he said, “except I’m not sure when I’ll be back.”

The smile left my face as quickly as it came. “What do you mean by that?” I asked, my face masked with concern.

“I was supposed to start my tour in a few months. However, my team recently conducted a market survey, and it appeared that now would be the best time to sell concert tickets. So, my tour dates have been set. At the very least, I don’t think I’ll be back for another four to six months after I leave.”

My knees suddenly felt weak as I tried to process everything he had just said. Four to six months? Just when we were getting started.

“I mean, I don’t know how to feel right now, but I guess I just need some time to wrap my head around it,” I said, although I wasn’t sure I could hear myself.

Alex didn’t say anything else. He just wrapped himself around me and held me close to his chest. Neither of us spoke for a while, unsure of what to say or how to feel.

Chapter twenty-two

THE TOUR

Alexander Steele

Iignored the numerous messages Layla had sent me in the last thirty minutes as I held Olivia in my arms. It had been a few days since I told her about my upcoming tour, and we had spent every day together since then.

I still had no idea how she felt about it, as she was really good at hiding her feelings behind her big bright smile, but I knew I felt like shit. Leaving her when we had just finally gotten a chance to be together was heart-wrenching, but I knew it had to be done.

“You should answer your phone. It’s disturbing,” Olivia suddenly said, her eyes still closed and her voice low. She was still half asleep, with her arms around my bare chest, and I couldn’t help but admire her.

I kissed her temples and picked up my phone. Layla’s call came in just then, and I swear this woman never gave me a break.

“One day, you would actually succeed in blowing up my phone for good, Layla,” I said as soon as I picked up the phone.

“Good morning, sir. You have a meeting with the investors in less than twenty minutes, and you’re yet to be here. Not to mention, you’ve skipped practice with the band twice this week, as well as the fitting for your concert outfits. Time is not exactly on our side right now, you know.”

“I’ll be there shortly. It’s too early to nag me as well.” I hung up after, and Olivia slipped her arms away from me. “What was that for?” I asked as I tried to put her arms around me again. She pulled away, her face breaking into a smile.

“You heard the lady. There’s a whole room of sponsors that want to have a meeting with you. I don’t think having my arms wrapped around you is what you need right now.” She sat upright, resting her head on the headboard.

“First, Layla, and now you. These ladies need to let me catch a break, especially you, my queen.” I smiled and kissed her, rolling so I was suddenly on top of her.

Her cute giggles sounded like music to my ears. Her arms naturally wrapped around my neck, and I kissed her again—first on her lips and then on her forehead, moving all over her face until my tongue trailed down her neck.

At first, she was gasping softly, and her hands raked through my hair, but all that was short-lived as she pulled away shortly after.

“You should actually attend your meeting, babe,” she said, and I reluctantly rolled off her. I dragged my feet as I hit the shower, taking more time than I usually did.

I had zero motivation for the meeting or any other tour-related activities. Although I loved touring and considered it one of thehighlights of my career, the prospect of performing on stage, engaging in fan sign events, and listening to the crowd cheer had lost its previous appeal.

Additionally, waking up to the woman I loved every morning had become a cherished part of my routine. Spending time with her, especially knowing we only had a short while until we were separated again, added to the internal conflicts I had been experiencing over the past few days. With the concert drawing near, I wondered if I could sustain this lifestyle for much longer, especially now that I had somebody to hold on to.

Despite these thoughts, I managed to get myself out of my house. Olivia was still asleep when I left, and I silently hoped she would be there when I got back.

Arriving at the office half an hour later, I was met with the faces of angry sponsors. Layla, standing at the door, sighed with relief upon seeing me.

“Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. I’m sorry to have kept you waiting. Something important came up,” I quickly said as I sat down.

“We all have busy schedules as well, Mr. Steele. The least you could do is to reschedule the time or at least inform us through your secretary instead of getting her to pacify us while you waste our precious time,” a middle-aged man said, drawing nods from others.

“Once again, I’m sorry for the delay. Shall we start now?” I asked again, and the room fell silent.

The meeting started shortly after, and I found it hard to pay attention. It was a two-hour meeting that dealt with the tour funding, a matter Layla could handle perfectly. However, for some reason, the investors always wanted me there. Apparently, it showed I was unserious if I was never present when the funding of my project was discussed.

My mind drifted to Olivia again. She was the only person I could talk to about these days. Her touch, the warmth of her skin, the way her eyes lit up when she smiled, and how she stared at me even when I wasn’t doing anything to deserve her adorable gaze.

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