Page 473 of Rock Me All Night
"You okay, kid? You and Hazel looked pretty serious."
Okay, that's something I can discuss. "She offered me a job. Being her assistant on her next tour. It would start in two weeks and I'd be gone most of the year."
"Is that what you want?"
I study his eyes for a sign to his reaction. There's no telling if he wants me to stay or if he's totally apathetic. "It's a good opportunity."
Tom's voice gets stern. "That's not what I asked."
There are footsteps coming towards us. Tom practically jumps backwards. He gets busy filling a glass with ice and whiskey.
False alarm. It's only Miles.
He takes one look at our startled expressions and shakes his head. "Take it from someone who's been there. This is going to blow up in your faces sooner rather than later."
"Asshole," Tom mutters.
"Love you too, buddy." Miles fills a glass with water and returns to the main area.
Tom scans the room. He motions to the bathroom in the bedroom. "Let's get some privacy."
Okay. That works. There's another bathroom in the main area. We should be pretty safe. I lead the way, planting on the marble sink while I wait for Tom.
He slips into the room quietly. His eyes meet mine. "You want to tell me what's wrong?"
"No."
"It's not actually a request."
"Aren't you worried about your mom?" I ask.
"Of course." He moves closer. "But one thing at a time." He brushes my hair from my eyes. "Something is bothering you."
"No."
He pushes my t-shirt up an inch and runs his fingers over my stomach. "I have ways of making you talk."
I swallow hard.
He plays with the button of my jeans. "Why won't you tell me?"
"Because."Because I love you, idiot. I swallow hard. Is it possible he doesn't see that?
"You want to take Hazel's job offer?"
"Maybe."
"I'll miss you." He kisses from my ear to my shoulder. "But we'll figure it out."
"What is it we'll figure out, Tom?"
"This."
"What is this?"
"You're changing the subject." He shifts away from me. "Tell me what it is that's wrong."
I don't want to tell him. I don't want to do anything but get in control of my senses again. My feelings are so overwhelming. I can't explain them with words. But the way our bodies fit together... it's there. He must feel it too.
