Page 30 of Loyalty (The Salvation Society)

I pull away so quickly that my head spins. Okay, I guess I had a little too much to drink. I steady myself as Kegan runs his hands through his hair.

“Everett brought someone back to his room and Remi just went up alone. I think I’m gonna call it a night with that brunette over there,” he says, giving me a wink.

I laugh and rest my hand on his shoulder. “Have fun.”

Kegan looks down at me and I smile. “I think you had enough to drink. You wanna head up?” he asks.

“To my room,” I say, crossing my arms.

He laughs as he wraps an arm around me. “Yeah, Lorelei. You’ll go to your room and I’ll go to mine.”

He walks me to my room and tells me that he’ll see me in the morning. I smile at him and because I’m drunk, I push up on my toes and wrap my arms around his neck. He wraps his strong arms around my waist and hugs me tight.

I pull back and clear my throat. “I had fun tonight, thank you.”

He grins and holds my door open for me. “Night, angel.”

I kick off my heels and fall onto the bed.

Yep, things are finally looking up.

Chapter Nine

Kegan

“Pizza is here,” I yell.

Lorelei grabs the beers out of the fridge, and we rush to get a seat at the table. It’s become a game with us to see who will have to eat on the couch. It’s harder than you’d think on a moving bus.

“Suckers,” she shouts, when they come running.

“Fuck this,” Lane whines, dropping onto the couch. “You two always beat us to the table.”

“Are you whining?” Lorelei asks. “You’re a grown ass man, suck it up.”

Things have gotten so much better the last two weeks. Lorelei has become one of us and we’ve all really enjoyed having her around. We’ve all gotten to know more about her, and we share things with her, too. She’s not only fun to be around, but I’ll admit she’s fucking great at her job. She’s not only kept us on track, but kept all our personal lives out of the headlines. The only stories that you read about are the tour and our success. The label is happy which makes us all happy.

“I’m sitting at the table for breakfast,” Lane asks, biting his pizza.

We all laugh, and Remi wipes his mouth. “So, Olivia is coming tomorrow.”

“You know what you’re gonna do?” I ask.

He shakes his head, avoiding eye contact.

“Hey, your happiness is what matters the most. If you want to be with her and she truly makes you happy, you have our support, man,” I say, meaning it.

“You know we always have your back,” Everett says.

“Remi?” Lorelei asks, softly. He peeks up at her and she smiles. “Is it her that wants out?”

I look at Lane and Everett before looking toward Remi. What the hell?

“I think so,” he whispers.

Mother fucker. She’s the one causing all this uncertainty. It makes me hate her for causing my friend this kind of worry and pain. I glance at Lorelei and tilt my head. How the hell could she have known that?

She reaches across the table and rests her hand on his. “Listen, tomorrow before the concert you and her need to go somewhere quiet and private. You both need to talk and be honest with each other. If she wants to go, it’s gonna hurt, but I promise it will get better.”

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