Page 76 of From Us, Forever

“He’s the last one. We’re starting in five, so be quick.” He gave me a squeeze while I smiled gratefully and burst through the door.

“I told you I’m fucking coming,” Jay said in a cold, irritated tone and plugged something in his ears.

I stepped up to him and hugged him tight from behind.

Every muscle in his body went stiff before he turned around and lifted my chin to meet his wide eyes.

“You came.”

“I did.” My hands curved over his shoulders. “And I’m sorry I was being shitty to you. Can we please blame it on my period?”

“That never came?” He raised a brow.

Damn this man for knowing all the nitty-gritty details of my life. “It’s bound to. Any moment. I can feel it.”

He chuckled, pulling me closer as he took my mouth in a sweet kiss. “As much as I would love to stay here and argue with you about that, the show starts like now.”

“Yeah, right, the show. You need to go. Come on.” Panic laced my voice, making him chuckle harder as I pulled him out the door, only to come to an abrupt halt because I had no idea where we had to go.

“Through here.” Jay led me through another endless hallway before the screams of the crowd became louder, and I could see the girls and Gabe at the far end.

“I want you to stay right here, okay? Where I can see you.”

I nodded before rising on the balls of my feet and seizing his lips in a hard kiss. “I love you. Now, go out there and rock their world. I feel generous to lend you for the night.”

He laughed, pressing another kiss on my lips. “I fucking love you, woman.”

The band went live minutes later, and the energy shift was palpable.

I sighed, watching him bring the crowd to their knees.

He was magnetic.

“Proof of your love.” Gabe thrust his phone in my face.

Lily and Katy, who were both clutching my arms, leaned into peer at the picture of Jay and me taken just moments ago when we kissed like the world didn’t exist.

“Adorable,” Lily commented with a smile.

“I concur,” Katy said before pulling back. She still looked sad, sporting a worn-out T-shirt, sweatpants, and dull eyes.

Shaking my head, I grabbed the phone from Gabe and sent the pictures to myself.

It was well over an hour in when I started to shake in my boots—ready to piss myself off.

I knew the show was going to end soon, but I couldn’t wait any longer.

“Guys, I really, really need to pee.” I quivered. “I’ll take Tyler with me. See you guys in a few.” I was already following Tyler as he led me to the band’s room.

“I’ll wait here, Ms. May.”

I nodded, running up the stairs but my feet rooted when I saw a figure crouching on the floor almost as if they were searching for something.

Upon sensing my presence, he bounced to his feet and spun around.

My eyes narrowed. “Nathan?” What the fuck was he doing here? I knew he was the tour manager for the boys, but he was employed by Pacific White, and I knew very well the band hired a new team for everything.

His eyes rounded, beads of precipitation collecting on his forehead. “Evy, I can’t believe I get to see you again. I heard you’re dating J.J. now. I must say I didn’t see that coming.” A nervous laugh spurted out of him.

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