Page 10 of Forever and Ever

“We’re not going to Vegas for you to get your dick serviced,” Adrian says to Rome, who just shrugs back at him. “We’re meeting with the production team for the tour. The label wants your sets nailed down for their approval by the end of November.”

“When does the tour start?”

“December.”

Fuck, the label really isn’t giving us any time to breathe anymore. In the beginning, we would have at least six months between tours. Now it’s a rehab stint and two months max before they ship us out again.

“Merry,” Adrian yells across the plane, and she turns to look at him.

For once she doesn’t have that scowl on her face, and I realize she’s reserved that demeanor for me alone. Not that I’ve given her the best first impression.

“Did you confirm the flights to Vegas?”

She nods. “October Seventeenth.”

“Good.” Adrian leans back in his seat, and Merry turns back to Quinn without so much as looking at me.

Either she’s purposely avoiding me, or she really doesn’t give a shit. And I’m not sure why I care so much. It’s been years since I’ve paid this much attention to one particular woman, seeing as I can have as many as I want. But there’s something about her.

“What’s her deal?” I ask Adrian.

“Merry?”

I nod.

“She’s fucking hot,” Rome says, and I can’t help but glare at him.

“She’s a good employee,” Adrian says, pinning me with his stare when I look back at him. “So, try to keep your dick in your fucking pants, because I’d like her to stick around for more than five seconds.”

That makes me smirk.

“Seriously, Noah,” Adrian warns, and I’m surprised at how stern he sounds. “I see something in her. She wants to do a lot more in this industry than clean up after your sorry asses, and I think she’s got a chance if she can survive all this shit.”

“What does she want to do?” I ask, genuinely curious.

“Sing.”

Interesting, the girl is full of surprises.

“Just try to keep it professional.”

I rest my hands behind my head and plaster that fake smile on my face. “Will do, boss. Will do.”

But my gaze drifts her direction as I say it, and I knowprofessionalis the last thing Merry makes me want to be.

3

Merry

Iftheshowsontour end up being anything like the band’s practice sessions, this might officially be the end of Enemy Muse’s reign.

Sebastian looks like he’s going to fall over or pass out, Eloise is stressed as fuck, Rome is distracted by every pair of legs that walks by, and Noah looks miserable, even if he is smiling through it.

I’ve seen them live a few times over the past couple of years, and this is nothing like what I remember.

“What the fuck was that?” Adrian might as well have smoke coming out of his ears because his face is flushed red in frustration.

“Lady Sunshine,” Sebastian says with a look in his eyes that tells me he wants to see how far he can push Adrian over the edge.

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