Page 10 of Roughing the Princess

NoTovahad done that. But Jasper had definitely helped. I tore my eyes from the picture. “Thanks, man.”

“What are you going to say to her?”

“Cute cat.” I typed out and pressed send.

“Yeah. Richard Castle always steals the show,” she texted back.

I laughed. That was a silly name for a cat. “So what are you up to tonight?”

“Texting you. Obvs.”

I smiled. She really was funny. “Took you all night to get your nerve up, huh?”

“If you haven’t noticed I’m in the middle of a tour. And I know you’ve noticed. Because you came to my show.”

I was pretty sure she was never going to let that go.

“Earth to Talon,” Mav said and snapped his fingers in front of my face. “Did you hear anything I just said?”

Obviously not.“No, what’s up?”

He laughed. “Are you gonna call her?”

I shook my head. “We’re in the middle of a crowded bar. It’s too loud in here.”

“Then you should probably go.” He smiled.

“Ooooh, phone sex,” Jasper said. “Great icebreaker.”

“We just started talking. But I am going to go.” I didn’t want them looking over my shoulder every time I texted her.

“Later, man,” Mav said.

“Mustache ride,” Jasper whispered.

I shoved him off his bar stool.

But he caught himself before his ass hit the ground. “I swear the mustache was the key. You’re welcome.”

I ignored him and headed out of the bar. The paparazzi were gone. Jasper really must have called them to set the whole thing up. And somehow it had worked. I wasn’t sure if it was because of the mustache or not. But I definitely wasn’t going to risk shaving it off now.

My phone buzzed again. “You have dogs, right?”

Well, she’d done her research. Maybe Mav was right. Maybe she was a bit of a stalker. Not that I was judging. I knew every single one of her songs. And I spent way too much time looking at pictures of her. I also knew she had three cats, not just one. Yeah, I was definitely the stalker here.

And now that I was away from Jasper and Mav’s prying eyes I could say whatever sinful thing I wanted. “Don’t worry,” I texted. “I love pussy too.”

She sent an eye-roll emoji.

I smiled. This was going to be fun.

Chapter 4 – The L Bomb

Talon

I wasn’t sure why, but I kept texting her instead of calling. It felt easier somehow. No awkward pauses. Just pure anticipation. I couldn’t stop staring at my phone, my heart beating funny in my chest every time those little texting dots appeared.

“We just didn’t quite fit,” she texted. “What about you and your ex?”

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