Page 106 of The Stalker

Her heart pounded in her chest as she hit send. She knew she shouldn’t have sent it, but she couldn’t resist. She hated him thinking that she didn’t want him when she very much did.

His reply showed up, and arousal flooded through Tatiana as she read it.

Meanwhile, I’m pretending that you’re in my bed in a silk nightgown to watch a movie with me.

Do not respond to that text.

She didn’t, but she allowed her hand to drift between her legs, where she stroked her wet clit. She closed her eyes and imagined the same thing as Hayden. Her lying in his bed to watch a movie. Him exploring her body after he removed her nightgown.

Her breathing rate increased as she stroked herself faster, and she imagined it was Hayden doing it. She was pretending he had his head between her legs and that he was eating her out when her orgasm hit her. She bit her lip hard, and her body shook as waves of ecstasy washed over her. She lay there, quietly panting for breath as she wished desperately that their circumstances were different.

Hayden didn’t send any more text messages for the rest of the trip to that night’s concert venue. When they arrived, he followed her silently off the bus past a sleeping Jesse.

As soon as they were away from the bus, he said, “Ah, freedom to talk.”

“What would you like to talk about?” she asked without thinking.

By all means, let the man lead you into hellfire.

Sure enough, his eyes went dark and he raked them over her body. “Do you really want me to answer that?”

No.

“Yes—I mean, no,” she stammered.

Dumbass.

Hayden chuckled and said in a low voice as they approached Gabriel and Harrison, “You seem unsure. Let me know if you decide you want me to tell you all the things I want to do to you.”

Tatiana’s breath caught in her throat, but they were too close to the two men for her to respond in any way.

Not that you should. Other than to shut that shit down, of course.

“Hey, guys,” Hayden said in a cheery voice. “Good trip here?”

“Yeah, it was all right,” Gabriel smiled at him. “Hey, Tati.”

“Hi, Gabriel. Harrison.” Tatiana nodded at them, then flushed with heat when she realized that Hayden had probably been texting Harrison about her.

“Hey, Tati.” Harrison gave her a friendly smile, and no indication that he knew anything about her other than that she was Hayden’s bodyguard.

“Let’s go see the fans,” Gabriel said.

Tatiana saw Sebastian approaching quickly from her left, and he grinned at the group, “They’d be devastated if you did it without me, though.”

“Of course they would. ‘Where’s Sebastian?’ they would cry,” Hayden smirked at him.

“‘How can we ever go on in life without seeing Sebastian Fox?’” Gabriel laughed.

“‘Our very lives are devoid of meaning because he has not graced us with his presence,’” Hayden added dramatically, putting the back of his hand to his forehead as he said it.

“Exactly,” Sebastian agreed with a grin. “It’s a good thing I’m here now, I guess?”

They all laughed, and Tatiana led the way over to the group of fans with the three other men’s bodyguards trailing the group. She’d gotten used to doing this now, and while she was on edge, she’d started to recognize most of the fans at the concerts. There seemed to be a core group that followed the band, while each city had some new fans in the mix.

Tatiana was certain that none of the core fans would be Hayden’s stalker. It would be stupid for them to constantly be around, and from the actions of the stalker so far, she didn’t think they were stupid. So she tended to focus her attention on the new fans, looking for signs of anything out of the ordinary.

“It’s so good to see you guys,” Gabriel said with a grin at them.

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