Page 48 of Sky Full of Stars

“What kind of situations?”

“Have you been living under a rock? You really don’t know anything about us?”

She lifts her head. “I’m a pretty simple girl, Adam. My music is a playlist of all my dad’s favourite bands, I use the television to watch DVD’s, I work long hours at a job I love and I go to the gym. I’m also a total book nerd. So yeah, I basically live under a rock.”

“You’re a cute book nerd.”

Her eyes lower and I can tell she’s getting embarrassed. I kiss the top of her head. She reaches for my hand and we sit under the stars as I fill her in on my band mates and about how we were before fame and after, I have her laughing at some of Jordan’s antics but don’t mention his fondness for groupies, and how they’re always traipsing around the tour bus I travel on. That is a discussion for another day. Or never.

“I need to be back in the city by nine,” she says, after we’ve sat quietly staring up at the stars for a few minutes.

“That means leaving before seven.”

“Smart as well as pretty,” she quips.

“Okay, I can do that.”

I rise and pull her up against me, my arms around her waist and lower my head so I can press my forehead down against hers. We may not be sharing a bed tonight but I’m looking forward to seeing her in my house in the morning, well kind of my house. “We good?”

She goes up on her toes and puts her lips to mine. I guess we are. I walk her onto the back porch and stand at the side of the door into the house and kiss her again. She moans into my mouth and it drives me mad, I run my hands up and down her sides, she clutches my shoulders and puts a hand through my hair. I break from her mouth and trail my lips down her neck, she tilts her head and lets out a sigh. I swear to god this woman is going to kill me.

“Adam,” she moans.

“Fuck, I love hearing you say my name.” I run my hands up over her breasts, they’re amazing, firm and slightly more than a handful. I want to rip her top off.

“Adam,” she says, firmer and takes the sides of my face in her hands. “Rules.”

I drop my hands to her hips. “Sorry…so what’s it gonna take to get you to give in?” I grin.

She smiles and slips from my arms and walks into the house. “Shit,” I groan leaning my back against the wall. Yeah, I’d really like to follow but I don’t think my sister would appreciate the raging hard on in my pants.

Chapter Fifteen

I help Keira in the kitchen until Adam finally gets up. Jake is on the counter eating a pancake regaling me with stories about a friend in pre-school who takes his pants off all the time and the teachers are always running after him. He really is a cutey. I sip my coffee and watch Adam leaning a shoulder against the doorway, looking at me with a slight smile on his lips. It feels like he’s touching me the way he runs his eyes up and down my body. The sexual tension between us is almost a physical line.

“Pancakes, bro?” Keira asks, breaking his attention from me.

“Sure,” he looks at his watch. “We have about twenty minutes, I’ll just jump in the shower.” He looks at me when he says it, his gaze a little too intense. Great, now I’m imagining him in the shower.

“Can I have that one?” Jake asks, pointing at the pancakes Keira is plating up.

“Jake, you’ve already had three.”

“He’s a growing boy,” Adam laughs as he turns to walk out. “He’ll never get big muscles if he doesn’t eat.”

I laugh as Jake raises his arms and flexes his little biceps. He asks me to help him down and runs out of the kitchen, the pancake forgotten. Keira offers it to me but I shake my head, I’ve had coffee and fruit, that’s enough for now.

“He likes you,” she says.

I swing my head back to look at her.

“Adam,” she clarifies.

We chatted a bit last night and realised we had a lot in common. I also learned I wear some of her clothes that I’ve bought online. She told me about how she got pregnant with Jake and I was surprised when she said Adam beat up the father for abandoning her. We didn’t talk too much about Adam except to tell her how we met at the club. She could see me watching him though. I’m not really sure what to say after her statement.

“I don’t mean to embarrass you but it’s been a long time since I’ve seen Adam look at a girl like that. In fact, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen it.”

I sip more coffee. “How do you deal with his fame?”

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