behind her makes it an
even better shot. I know this picture will
be a favorite of mine for a long time to
come.
She falls asleep very quickly and I
begin to wish I had brought my bags with
me. I want to wake up next to her in the
morning. I know myself, and I won’t
have time in the morning to get my bags
from the house.
I slip out of bed and pull on my
clothes. If I hurry home and get back,
she will never know that I left. Then I
can wake up next to her.
This is new for me. I never stick
around for morning. I usually have no
desire to see the morning after look that I
leave behind.
I grab her key off the bar and lock
the door. I hurry to the house and I’m not
surprised to see that we have guests. I
head straight for my room and grab my
bags. I’m busy packing the last few
things when I turn to see Eaven in my
doorway.
“Where is Ivy?” She asks me
smiling.
“At your apartment.”
“What are you doing, Taron?”
“I’m grabbing my bags for the
tour.”
“You know what I mean. I am not
talking about what you’re doing right
now. I want to know what you plan to
do with Ivy.”
“I plan to see where life takes us.
I plan to enjoy the fuck out of your friend
and I mean that literally.”
“You are a pig, Taron. Good
god!”
“Well you asked!”
“Just remember….”
I interrupt her because I can’t take
anymore of this, “I fucking know. Hurt
her and I will die. Have you ever
stopped to think that she might have all
of the power to do the hurting?”
This seems to shut her up.
“Why aren’t you giving my brother
his going away present anyway? You
should be worried about that.”
“Who’s to say that I haven’t
already?” She has really come around
since I met her. I used to enjoy making
her blush. There are a few times she
finally snapped and gave it right back to
me, but nothing like Ivy. She has never
blushed or been embarrassed at anything
I say.
“Well, go give him another gift.
I’m going back to your apartment for the
night.” I turn to grab the remainder of
my bathroom items and to miss whatever
look Eaven is going to give me. I know
she means well, but shit. Give a guy a
chance.
“Ok. I will see you in Dallas.
Talon wants me to meet up with him
there since you have a two-day break
right after. I will make Ivy come with
me. Eighteen days and counting!”
This gives me hope. I have a
scheduled date to look forward to seeing
Ivy again. I know she will travel with
Eaven.
~Three~
Ivy
I wake to the feeling of being
watched. I search the room for Taron,
only to see Dylan watching me from a
chair in the corner of the room. I’m still
naked from earlier and I have kicked the
covers off. I quickly grab the sheet to
cover my body as much as possible.
“Now you fucking worry about
being seen.” I pull my body up to the
headboard and tuck my legs up to my
chest. He looks angry.
I try to remember where my cell
phone is. My jeans. Where did those
go? Bathroom, crap!
“What are you talking about?” I
try to sound sincere, but I’m pissed.
“I saw you fucking him in the
parking lot. Jesus. Aren’t you just the
town slut?”
“You have no say in who I decide
to have sex with, Dylan. What is your
problem?”
“My problem is that you’re a
tease. I worked hard to show you that I
wanted a piece and you all but ignored
me. You used me to be near you when it
was convenient for a show.”
“I’m not interested, Dylan.”
“Well that’s just too bad! You had
better get interested because I am going
to fuck you before I leave tonight.”
“No you’re not!”
“Oh, yes I am. You will either
cooperate or not, but I will get what I
came after.”
I start to get up to run to the
bathroom and he beats me to the door.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“I need to pee.”
“Bullshit. Now sit your pretty ass
on that bed.” He starts to grope me and
my stomach begins to feel