Page 3 of Forever and Ever

It didn’t matter if I was faithful and committed. Or if I was wearing my stupid fucking promise ring and saving my dick for her alone. To the world, I was a rock god. But to her, I was becoming the devil incarnate.

Fine.

Leave my ass.

Or better yet, tell me.

Anything would have hurt less than her carving my heart from my fucking chest with a butter knife and playing with it until it was bloody and broken. But that’s life, giving me the shit end of the stick. So here I am, enjoying what’s left of it.

“You just gonna stand there or are you gonna join me?” I dip my gaze to the empty couch cushion beside me and then back up at Merry.

A dare.

A challenge.

She’s too smart to go for it—I know that—but I can’t help myself.

“Actually—” a knock on the door interrupts her as a woman starts to enter.

I recognize her as the redhead I met backstage. She looked delicious in her tight green dress that complimented her emerald eyes. I wanted her on her knees the moment she offered because she was beautiful, and her plump lips were made for sucking dick. But with Merry standing like a dark goddess beside her, the redhead seems suddenly average and unappealing.

Not that it will stop me with this raging erection in my pants.

“Candace.” The redhead reaches out for Merry’s hand and Merry shakes it, skimming her eyes over the girl once and then looking back to me with the closest thing to a smile I’ve seen on her face since she walked in my dressing room unannounced.

“Merry,” she says to Candace.

“You joining us?” Candace asks, and my dick gets harder at the thought alone.

“For you, I’m tempted.” Merry steps closer to Candace and runs her fingers along the length of her arm.

For a second, I think she might actually be considering it, but then Merry’s narrowed brown eyes meet mine, so dark they’re almost black, and she shoots me a wickedly amused grin.

“But…” Merry steps back. “I don’t fuck people I work for.”

And there it is, a line she’s slowly drawing on the ground between us. Telling me she’s accepting the job with Adrian and making it perfectly clear where I stand. Not that I didn’t already know. Merry’s so far out of my league that even the coke and bourbon can’t convince me otherwise.

She probably thinks she needs to make that clear for me. She doesn’t. After all, I’m not Sebastian, fucking every chick who comes into his line of sight like he’s pissed the fuck off. Or Rome, impulsive and impossible to please. I’m the gentleman of the band, mostly.

If she wants to play this little game of chicken, then fine. I’ll wait.

“Guess you better go find Adrian then.” I reach down to strip my jeans off again, leaving myself naked once more on the couch, just like she met me.

Some people are shy about being naked, but I’m not one of them. In this profession, there isn’t much room for modesty. When I’m not changing in front of people backstage, I’m getting naked at photo shoots. Privacy is something I haven’t had in years. So if Merry doesn’t want to see something, she can look away.

Except, she doesn’t.

Merry stares at my dick for a long moment. The dent in her cheek makes me think she must be chewing the inside of it with whatever she’s thinking. And when she looks up at me, there’s an almost playful look in her eyes.

Instead of turning to leave, she walks straight up to me. She stands between my open legs but is careful not to touch. It's for the best, because the drugs are starting to get to my head at this point, and with her this close, I’m buzzing with electricity.

Merry leans down, and she smells like cherries. Ripe, like her perfect pouty red lips.

Her fingers dip under the ridge of a lacy black bra and pull out a small, square foil wrapper, that she hands to me. Our fingers touch as I pluck it from her fingers, and she doesn’t miss that it makes my dick twitch.

Did this chick actually just hand me a condom? Who the fuck is this woman, and why am I only just now meeting her?

“Have a good night, Mr. Hayes,” she says with a wink. “And wish me luck with Adrian. Maybe I’ll see you on your next tour.”

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