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  “I already told you I loved you, Summer…”

  Her smile spreads across her face and she laughs musically. “No, you most certainly did not. A woman remembers these things. You said that you think you probably love me. That is not the same thing, Sean.”

  Closing the foot between us, I stare directly into her eyes. Her pupils dilate and she catches her breath. My hands reach out and capture hers from beside her on the couch. And I say as clearly and precisely as I can, “Summer Anderson, I love you. I love you. I don’t have experience with this, but I know that this is love. You are the single most important thing in my life. When you ended things because I’m an idiot, you broke me.” I smirk, but it’s sad. “You literally broke me. I have been drunk every single night. Every night. And not just drunk. I’ve been so drunk, I’ve been sick. I’ve wanted to want to be with women to forget you…” Her hands tighten and she tries to pull them away but I won’t let go. “No, stop. I said I wanted to want to. But, I didn’t want to. At all. I only wanted you. Every single day, I’d see you and know that you were purposely avoiding me and it sucked. It sucked and it hurt and then I’d get pissed because I was hurt and then I’d get drunker than shit again and the cycle would start over.

  “But, I haven’t touched anyone. Except Jack, Jimmy, or Jose… alcohol.” I grimace. “The guys even hit me with an intervention of sorts today because I’ve been so terrible.

  “Then, we hatched this insane ass plan to get you here so that I could talk to you without you being able to avoid me. Everyone was in on it… every one of our friends, Summer. That should tell you something… Both bands, managers, and security…”

  Her eyes flash before she rolls them. “Yeah, I can see that everyone was in on this. That story sounded stupid and I thought that Daisy was crazy.” She looks right at me and arches her brow. “I’m glad that you worked so hard to talk to me, Sean. I am. But, I still don’t know that we make a good couple…” She sighs. “I’m not sure we fit.”

  What the fuck is she talking about? We fit.

  We fit perfectly.

  You just have to show her that.

  I nod. “You’re right.” She gasps and yanks her hands from underneath mine as her eyes show her shock.

  Oh, that shocked you, didn’t it?!

  But you don’t know what I’m saying you’re right about yet, sweetheart. It’s not us not being a couple. Because that is dead wrong.

  Leaning back on the couch, I just watch her as she fidgets on the couch. She doesn’t know what to do. She said it, but it’s very obvious that she doesn’t mean it.

  Finally, she snaps. “What am I right about?”

  It takes everything in me not to smile at her right now. Instead, I just look at her. “Oh, not that we don’t fit. You’re wrong about that.” She gasps again and I reach out for her hands and pull her toward me. Her eyes are wide and luminous as she watches me and her face gets closer and closer. When she’s leaning over me as I lay back on the couch, I tuck a curl that escaped the clip, behind her ear. She shivers. “Oh, you and me… we’re a couple. We’re a good couple. Just look at the way you respond to me, Summer.” She stiffens and I cluck my tongue and shake my head. “No, don’t get pissy because you affect me the exact same way. I feel you in here…” Her hand is brought to my chest and laid over my pounding heart. “But, you’re right… we are gross and I think we need to go take a shower…”

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Summer

  A shower? Together?

  On the bus?

  What just happened?

  I’m pretty sure Sean and I are back together, but damned if I even know how the hell it happened.

  Ha, ok. He basically said he loved you and that he was going to be better and you don’t really have a choice because you feel the same…

  And I do. I do feel the same.

  Sean and I might be a hot mess, but I love him and he just said he loves me.

  But, you don’t have any clothes on this bus…

  Shit, I’m on his bus!

  I’m still leaning over Sean as he leans back on the couch. Our mouths are perfectly lined up and I’m very, very aware of the fact that it’s been sixteen days since I’ve kissed him.

  His eyes are blazing and saying he knows it, too.

  He groans, “Summer, I’m dying, sweetheart. Have some mercy.”

  With a saucy grin, I lean in and press my lips to his. They automatically fuse together while the weeks we’ve been apart are virtually erased. My mouth and body remember Sean.

  How could they not?!

  I love him.

  I love him and he just said he loves me. But, we still have so much shit to work through.

  We’ll figure it out.

  The kiss starts to heat up and I breathlessly pull back. My heart is racing and I gasp as I struggle to fill my lungs with air. As I peek at him from beneath my lids, I see his flushed cheeks, blazing eyes, and his chest rising in tandem with mine. He’s just as affected.

  I chuckle. “Sean, I know what’s happening here… and I want to… so, so much… but we are literally disgusting.”

  His eyes widen and then he throws his head back and laughs. He slaps my ass and taps my hip. “You’re right. Come on.” As we stand, he holds out his hand to me. “Let’s shower.”

  I laugh in disbelief. “Sean, we’re on the bus… the shower is tiny. There is no way we’re both going to fit in there. And I don’t have any clothes on here. My stuff is on my bus!”

  He waggles his brows. “Wanna bet? We can get creative. And you can wear some of my clothes until we stop.” His eyes rake my body and the look in them has my shivering in breathless anticipation. “Not that you’ll need clothes, sweetheart. I’ve missed you and I plan on worshipping you until you can’t stand up tomorrow.”

  Oh boy…

  My eyes widen as he tips my chin to have me look up at him. He stares at me for the briefest of seconds before leaning down to press a kiss to my mouth. Before it gets too hot, he leans back and kisses my nose and then my forehead before staring into my eyes. “So, are you giving me another chance then?” The love on his face is undeniable.

  My heart starts raging as I forget to breathe. Somehow, I manage to nod and his eyes flash. “I guess I am. I’ve missed you, too, Sean.”

  His nostrils flare and he growls. “Good lord, we need to get clean immediately. Because I’m going to dirty us both up.”

  He yanks his sweaty shirt off and throws it into a hamper with a seal in the corner. I just watch him as he unsnaps his jeans and slowly peels the clinging material down his legs. His cock is rigid and slapping against his lower stomach. When he’s nude, he stands back up and rakes his tumultuous gaze over me. I shiver again. “Now you… strip, Summer.”

  I’ve never stripped for a man before. I’ve never stripped for anyone before. Other than stripping down to my underwear at my house in Nashville, I’ve never…

  But, I want to…

  I want to tease him… to torture him… to make him burn up with his want for me.

  Slowly, I untuck the front of my sequined t-shirt and start to raise it, stopping every so often to entice him. His eyes dilate as he watches me raptly. When it clears my head, I toss it to the hamper and watch his eyes. They almost look like they’re pulsing. Kicking my booties off, I unsnap my maroon leather jeans and slowly work the clingy material down my legs. It takes a bit since the leather is sticking to my skin. Bending down, I pull one leg over my foot and glance up at Sean before releasing the other foot. When I stand, I toss the leather toward the shirt. From my peripheral vision, I see it lands on top of the closed hamper. I’m in nothing but a maroon lace demi-bra and matching bikini panties. Sean is just staring at me. He lets out a guttural groan. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful, Summer.”

  Crossing the room in two strides, he grabs me and pulls me into his body while he crushes his mouth to mine. His kiss is feverish and frenzied as his hands unhook my bra before pulling it down my arms.
He drops it to the floor as he sucks on my tongue and his hands trail down my sides before grasping my panties and shoving them down. The lace tickles my legs as it falls to pool on the floor. I gasp as his finger easily slips into my wetness. He breaks the kiss to snarl at me. “Shower… now.”

  I can’t speak, so I just nod.

  As we reach the door, sanity returns and I gasp. “Wait, Sean. I’m naked. So are you. What if someone sees us?!”

  His predatory eyes flash as he smiles at me. “There’s no one on this bus except us until we stop…”

  I swallow as the realization of what that means washes over me.

  Sean and I are alone… like alone.

  A thrill of anticipation washes over me as I nod and follow him into the tiny bathroom.

  Sean

  I just told Summer we were totally alone. Well, except for the driver and Roger. The driver is up front, completely closed off from us, and Roger is probably laying on the couch near the main bus door.

  We can do whatever we want for the next five hours. No distractions and no interruptions.

  Just us.

  I set the water to warm and thankfully, it doesn’t take too long. Summer was right. As I look into the tiny square, I realize just how tight the fit is going to be. We’re going to be pressed up against each other. Looks like we’ll have to help each other wash up if it’s going to work out.

  Opening the door, I step in and hold out my hand. She eyes the space warily and smirks. “We’re not going to both fit in there, Sean.”

  Smiling back, I wink. “Sure we will. Trust me… we’re just going to have to work together. And of course we need to work fast before we lose the heat.”

  She doesn’t look like she’s reassured, but she steps into the shower. Her ass is pressed to my cock and it immediately jumps in response. She chuckles. “Careful there…”

  Reaching around her as the water cascades over both of us, I grab the face cream that we keep in here to remove the stage makeup after shows. I scoop some out and hand it to Summer. As she takes it, I smear it on my face and use the water to rinse it off. She does the same and once I open my eyes, I see her wet hair hanging down her back and sticking to my chest.

  A bottle pops open and then she’s reaching up and lathering her hair. She mutters, “Oh God… my hair is going to be horrible. I use special stuff to tame this shit you know.”

  I lather my own and laugh as her white suds mix with the blue suds trailing down my chest. I growl, “I like it wild… I like you wild…”

  She shudders and it presses her ass farther against me. My dick is legitimately throbbing.

  Acting quickly, we soap up and rinse off. I have to circle her breasts, abdomen, and the tops of her thighs. When I’m done, she turns delicately and washes my back and ass before we both rinse just as the water is cooling. Staring at Summer, I turn the water off. She stares back.

  Somehow, I manage to grab a towel. We step onto the floor and I dry her delicately before drying myself… mostly.

  Her eyes are watching my every move and seem to burn me as they travel over my body. My blood is coursing through my veins like molten lava.

  Reaching out my hand wraps around her wet tresses and I pull her to me. Her breasts press against my chest and she gasps. As her eyes widen, I slam my mouth onto hers. Her hands quickly weave into my hair and as I back her against the sink. She hops onto the counter. Her legs wrap around my waist and her hot pussy is pulsing as it cradles my rigid cock. Yanking her hair, I tilt her head back. It breaks the kiss and my lips trail down her neck before I bite her shoulder. She wails and mutters, “Oh, Sean…”

  It fuels me on. I can’t get enough. My mouth is blazing a trail over her skin. Everywhere they touch, I want to brand her.

  Her hands let go of my hair and she grasps the edge of the sink. My mouth closes over a nipple as my fingers pinch the other one before I switch it up. She’s mewling as her back arches and her hands are white from holding onto the counter.

  I could fuck her right here…

  Stop it… get ahold of yourself, man!

  Take her to the damn bed.

  With extreme effort, I stop kissing her stomach and stand up. Her eyes slit as she looks at me through heavy lids. Grasping her hips, I lift her. Her legs tighten around my waist and she squeals, “I’m going to fall. Let me walk.”

  Looking down at her, I snap. “No. I’m not letting you go. Be quiet.” My shoulder pushes the door open and out of habit, I glance both ways in the small hall before heading to the bunk cabin. I’ve never had Summer in my bed before and it’s way past time.

  The room is dark, so slapping the wall, I find the switch before returning my hand to Summer’s ass. As soft light fills the room, I cross to my bunk and settle her onto it. She looks up at me from her knees and bites her lip. Then, she reaches out and wraps her hand around my shaft. As she stares up at me, she leans in and takes me in her mouth. Her cheeks hollow and she sucks my cock.

  It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced as Summer sucks and strokes me while she looks up at me. Her hair is wild and she looks like a temptress.

  Her hand is circling my cock as she alternates loose and tight squeezes while she strokes me. She sucks just the tip while she juggles my balls before taking me deep. She’s humming as she blows me and if she doesn’t stop, I’m going to lose control.

  Grabbing her head, I pull back slightly. “That’s enough, sweetheart. If you do that for thirty more seconds, I’m going to fucking choke you.”

  Her eyes widen and she releases my cock tip from the warm recesses of her mouth before she leans down and presses a kiss to the rigid purple tip. I shudder and growl. “Dammit, Summer…”

  A throaty chuckle escapes her as she stares at me and wipes the sides of her mouth, where spit is glistening.

  With a harried moan, I shove her back on the bunk. She squeals as she falls backwards and bounces on the mattress. Before she can scoot away, I’m between her thighs. She’s so wet for me. Her pussy smells like heaven and I can’t stop myself from diving in. Her hands immediately dive into my hair as I lap and suck at her clit. My fingers slide inside easily and as I worship her nub, I finger her. Her muscles are pulling at me and I can tell that’s she’s so close.

  She’s yanking my hair so hard, I’m surprised she’s not pulling it out. She’s crazed and being so loud. Her moans are ricocheting off the walls.

  That’s right, sweetheart. Let go… let me love you.

  I want you to lose your mind because of me.

  Her knees tighten on the sides of my head as she pulls me down farther into her pussy. My teeth bite down on her clit as I pound my fingers into her. Her back arches and she bucks off the bed as she screams, “Sean…. Ohhhhhh, Sean. Oh, baby… I’ve missed you so freaking much…”

  As she continues to shudder, I remove my fingers and slide up her body. When I’m settled against her, her eyes open and she smiles sexily as she reaches between us and encircles me. Her legs part and she guides me inside. My eyes flutter closed as the sheer perfection of the moment washes over me.

  Opening my eyes, I start to move slowly. Staring into her eyes, I say clearly, “I love you, Summer. Don’t ever leave me again.”

  Her own eyes widen and she smiles as her hands settle over my heart. “I love you, too, Sean…”

  Hell, yes! She loves me!

  She said she loves me. Out loud.

  Euphoria fills me and I take us both over the edge.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Summer

  We’re finally back on the Gulf Coast with the tour. For the past two weeks, we’ve been in New England and the Eastern Coast, but the next three concerts are down south, closer to home. Tonight we’ll be in Alabama then we’re heading to Mississippi before heading to Texas for three stops. After that we’re heading up the middle of the country and Canada.

  I really don’t understand the stops, but then again, I’m not the tour manager, so I don’t suppose I’m meant to.<
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  We’re at a local Birmingham TV station doing an interview today, before heading to Legion Field tonight. The concert is sold out. They’ve sold 59,000 tickets. I’m so glad that we have a day off tomorrow before we have to perform again. It’s been so crazy and we’re all really needing the break, even if it is just one day.

  I know I should be paying attention to the hosts, but I’m just over this for now. They’re all the same anyway. The same questions no matter where we are.

  I mean God forbid anyone asks something original.

  It’s always, “How are you guys adjusting to traveling together? Performing together? Two couples in the bands, now? Will we collaborate again? Where are we heading next?”

  Blah. Blah. Blah.

  A hand on the back of my neck snaps me out of my musings. I sigh as I lean into Sean’s touch. He’s sitting behind me again and his fingers are lightly rubbing against the back of my neck, probably hidden from the camera. Within two minutes, the segment is over. The camera man signals that we’re out and the host stands as she smiles a fake smile and pops her ear piece out. She nods at all of us. “Thanks for coming on. Appreciate it. Have a great concert.”

  Everyone exchanges pleasantries before we’re led through the maze that is the studio by an intern. When we reach the lobby, he shakes our hand and our security detail surrounds us. The front desk receptionist nods at all of us and says, “That was a good segment! My daughter and I will be at the concert tonight.” I smile and nod at her. “Thank you.” Reaching into my bag, I grab the two backstage passes I had on me in case something like this happened and hand them to her. Her eyes light up as she realizes what they are. “Here you go. Now you can both get backstage for the meet and greet. Be there at seven though, ok?!”

  She nods and clutches them to her chest. “Oh, thank you! It’s my daughter’s birthday today so you just made me the coolest mom on the planet. She’s not going to believe this!”

  Sean leans around me and asks her, “What’s her name and how old is she?”