Page 471 of Rock Me All Night
"I understand if you've had enough of the rock star lifestyle," she says. "But I can bump your salary by about fifty percent."
"Can I think about it?"
"Let me know by the end of the week. Whatever you do, you'll do great." She looks away at something. "Just make sure it's what you want. Men never put their ambitions aside for you."
"Huh?"
She motions to something behind me. Tom is leaning against the wall.
He nods hello, not at all shy about spying.
"Enjoy the party." Hazel nods goodbye to Tom, packs up her computer, and takes the back exit.
Once we're alone, Tom slides his arms around me. He smells good. His hair is wet. His shirt isn't his usual sweaty, discarded v-neck but a sleek white button-up thing. He showered and changed. For me.
"Never been this excited for a tour to end." He presses his lips to mine. "I haven't had enough of you."
"Me either." The need inside me pours into him as I kiss back. God, he tastes good. I break our kiss and bury my face in his chest. "We shouldn't be making out here."
"Can't help myself." His voice is breathy, needy. "What were you and Hazel talking about?"
"I'll tell you once some blood is back in my brain."
