Page 105 of Sky Full of Stars

Bianca knows she’s outnumbered but for now she gives a tight smile then makes some excuses and heads to the bar. The other girl, whose name I still don’t know, heads to Jordan with a smile. He welcomes her on to his lap, they’re giggling away and within seconds, his tongue is down her throat. Adam scratches the back of his neck after glancing at them then moves swiftly away, like he is going to catch something if he stays too close.

“Typical Thursday night,” Nick mutters to me, but his gaze goes up beyond Adam who is pulling the chair out and sliding in next to me. I glance over and see Erica look at Adam and I instinctively reach for his hand, which he takes and pulls down on to his lap, as he moves in close. He hasn’t even noticed she is behind him as he nuzzles his face into the side of my neck, running his nose up my jaw and nibbling on my earlobe.

“You having fun?” he asks.

“Mm, yeah,” I whisper, keeping my eyes locked on Erica. Nick starts laughing beside me, drawing her attention. “You?” I turn my eyes to him.

“I know something we could be doing that would make me happier,” he waggles his brows at me, before diving in for a kiss. I’ve never been big on PDA’s but I let him cup my chin and kiss me slowly. “Wanna get out of here?” he asks in a low voice.

“Yes, she does, so scram,” Nick says taking Adam’s drink and finishing it for him. “Go make sweet love to your woman.”

Archer bursts out laughing and Jordan, who has come up for air, whoops loudly. I duck my head in embarrassment, Adam gets to his feet and pulls me up, wrapping his arms around me, getting two handfuls of my ass. I bury my head in his shoulder as everyone cheers.

“Jesus,” I mutter against his neck.

“Get used to it,” Adam says, pulling back he looks at me with a slow smile. He’s eyeing me like I’m a tasty piece of meat he wants to take a chunk out of. “These animals don’t know how to behave themselves.”

He bends down and plucks me off my feet, tossing me over his shoulder. I lose sight of everyone as he spins me around to cheers and clapping. I don’t bother trying to get him to put me down, I wouldn’t be heard over the racket. I cover my face with one hand and cling on to his t-shirt with the other so I don’t fall. As he heads for the stairs, I notice Erica going over to Bianca and the two of them whispering at each other. I shouldn’t be happy he didn’t seem to realise Erica was there, but I am. Gloating is beneath me, but I can’t help looking at her as Adam bounds up the steps, jostling me enough that any smug expression I want to give her isn’t happening. Adam slaps my ass taking my attention.

He puts me down when we reach the top of the stairs and I wobble a little on my feet. He chuckles and gives me a sweet kiss that quickly turns dirtier as he presses me against the graffitied wall, one thick thigh pushing between my legs, I wantonly writhe against until I notice Stone, he’s not looking, but it freaks me out. Adam notices and glances behind him.

“Sorry, I just can’t keep my hands off you.”

“Can we get out of here so you don’t have to?” I arch a brow.

“Hell yeah,” he grabs my hand and practically barrels down the hallway.

There is a car waiting for us and Stone gets into the passenger seat while we get in the back. It isn’t far to the hotel and Adam manages to calm himself enough not to maul me in front of the two men.

“Thanks,” he says, pulling me against his side, wrapping an arm around me.

“What for?”

“Nick,” he says. “He looked happier after talking to you.”

“Yeah, we shared a few things.”

“You don’t need to tell me,” he assures. “I’m glad he was opening up and he seemed better after your talk, so thank you. I don’t think he was getting what he needed from us.”

“He’s gonna be okay,” I reassure him. “I know you were worried, but he’s fine.”

“I think your zany scheme to create a personality for his bass helped.”

“I had no idea he was going to do that, it was just a stupid idea.”

“Well, crazier things have happened. Imagine the story it would make if we did get the guitar back through this. You’ll be his hero.”

“Heroine.”

“Okay, grammar police.”

“Well, I’m not a dude.”

“No, you’re definitely not,” his lids lower and his eyes darken as he stares at me. His hand lands on my thigh and starts stroking it, moving higher with each pass. “I’m serious, it means a lot you care enough about my friends to help. No one has ever taken the time to include them like you have. You’re not like anyone I’ve ever met, Jenna.”

He looks straight into my eyes, like he is trying to see inside of me and figure out how I am so different from other women. I want to tell him I’m a normal girl from Brooklyn who was raised to value herself and be respectful and helpful to those who need it. He keeps staring, making me hold my breath.

“God I need to be inside you,” he mumbles against my neck. “You’re perfect, Jenna. So fucking sexy, and sweet. I never want to let you go.”

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