added bonus.
She knew tonight he was working with friends on a collaboration, and second to his own studio, this was his recording studio and club of choice. You never knew who you were going to run into.
She opened the studio door, seeing a bunch of guys, but not Eric. Her eyes continued scanning the room, finding him running sound with his back to her.
She strolled up, wrapping her arms around his neck. He turned, smiling when he saw her.
“Hey...What are you doing here? I thought you had a modeling shoot tonight.”
“It finished early.” She didn’t know why she lied.
Oh yeah. The whole fucking Nick thing.
“You look amazing in that dress. Come here.” He pulled her down onto his lap. Kissing her he ran his hands up her legs. She stopped him, jerkily getting off his lap. She hadn’t had a chance to shower yet. Nick was still all over her thighs.
“Jess? Is that you?”
“Oh my god… Jaxon ?” She about peed her pants.
“How the fuck are you, girl?” He grabbed her, hugging her so hard he lifted her off the floor.
“I’m good.” She giggled, trying to catch her breath.
Jaxon James. Of all people. Here. Tonight?
What the fuck?
“What are you doing here?”
“Visiting some friends, doing press for the upcoming tour. Our publicity people have so much shit booked for us, we won’t be sleeping for the next two weeks. At least.”
Eric shot them both a look she knew was pure jealousy. It was the first time she’d ever seen him this way. Over anything. Or anyone.
She should probably be a little worried.
She’d deal with it later.
“You know him?” He smiled at her. Obviously fake.
“Um, Eric? Yeah, of course I know him. We used to date.”
“Date?” Disbelief in his voice.
“Yeah, date.” Jaxon broke in. “You know…dinner…dancing…fucking?”
“ Jaxon .” Jess felt herself turning red.
Jaxon ignored her and continued. “We met in Kansas a few years back, when we were touring.” He took a swig from his beer, winking at her. “Definitely something I will never forget.”
Jaxon was the lead guitarist of Retribution . Only the hottest fucking group on the planet right now. Everything Eric wished he could be. The news obviously had him completely shook.
“So let me get this straight. You dated my girlfriend, and I’m finding out about it now?”
Jess began to truly feel uneasy. “Eric, it was before I even met you. And remember, I did tell you. Numerous times in fact. I’ve dated rockers before.”
Eric refused to remove his gaze from Jaxon. Currently…and blatantly, snubbing him.
“Jesus, girl. You are nothing but a damn stick.”
“Modeling. You know, the whole walking coat hanger thing.”
“You look gorgeous, but you’re getting too damn thin. Hell, if you turned sideways, I might lose you.” His green eyes twinkled at her.
“You don’t look so bad yourself.” She smiled, cocking her head to the side, assessing him.
Over six feet of pure sex. Shockingly white hair. And those killer green eyes. They always managed to do her in.
Eric had seen enough.
He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, pulling her to him. Jaxon finally acknowledged him, taking another swig of his beer. Carefully eyeing Eric and where his hands were. Eric smiled in challenge.
She rolled her eyes, effectively breaking the pissing contest by asking Eric to get her a beer. He reluctantly agreed, leaving for the bar. They both watched him walk away.
“So. You and him, huh?”
“Me and him.”
“Yeah. Ok. Listen, I’m staying at the Four Seasons in my usual room. I’ll have a key left for you at the front desk.”
She smiled, shaking her head. “Not this time. I won’t be needing that key, dearest. I’m with Eric. And I am very happy.”
“Tell that lie to someone else.”
“It’s not a lie.” At least not completely.
“Then perhaps you should wash the other man’s scent from your pussy, next time. I can smell you from here, sweetheart.”
Jess gasped