Not even Shelby makes a move to help her.They all seem content to watch this play out.Which is good news for me since I don't particularly relish getting my ass kicked by a bunch of girls while my dick bobs in the wind.
"What's on the phone, Ireland?"
"N-nothin'," she drawls in the sweetest Southern accent.
I tap the button on the side to bring the screen to life and then turn it around, praying she has facial recognition set up.
"Wait!"she cries as soon as she sees my plan.But it's already too late.The phone unlocks, granting me access.
I immediately see what she wanted to hide.Henry Cavill's Geralt in a bathtub.At least she has good taste.The Witcheris phenomenal.I'm not looking forward to hating Henry Cavill for the rest of my life, but it's inevitable if she's got a thing for him.
"Fucking Henry Cavill," I grunt, flicking my gaze from the phone to her.
"I'm not explaining on account of you invading my privacy," she mumbles, her cheeks still pink.
"You handed me the phone."I scroll to her messages and shoot myself a text so I have her number and she has mine."And unlocked it."
"I tried to take it back!"she cries."And you used my face to unlock it, so that doesn't even count, Crue."
"Semantics."I finish sending the text and open a browser.From there, I search my name and grab an image.I quickly replace the background on her phone, and then lock it before handing it back to her.
She hugs it as if it's her firstborn.
"I'll call you after rehearsal so we can set up a time to start the interview."
"You mean you're going to call today?As intoday,today?"she squeaks as I slowly haul her upright, trying like hell not to think about how she smells like orange blossoms, or how incredible she feels in my arms, or how fucking hard I am right now.Jesus.Is he ever going down?
"Today, today," I confirm, setting her on her feet."I'll call you after rehearsal.Answer the phone, Ireland."
"What if I'm busy?"She narrows her eyes on me, making me smile."What if I'm in the bathroom?"
"Fine.Don't answer."I shrug like it doesn't matter to me one way or another.We both know I'm full of shit, just like we both know she's going to answer when I call.Not because of the interview, but because she can't take her eyes off me, and I haven't seen anything except her since I saw her sitting in the front row.
While Mason was humming the Wedding March, I was planning my future.And it looks exactly like the pretty little redhead standing in front of me right now.She's mine.Not even karma, Henry Cavill, or the tabloids are going to stand in my way.
ChapterTwo
IRELAND
An hour afterSoul Obsessionfinishes their rehearsal, I'm pacing holes in the carpet in my hotel room while Brielle watches, trying her best not to laugh at me.Shelby is dealing with some last-minute travel snafu for the next stop.And I amstressed.
I thought I'd have to wheedle my way into Crue Blake's good graces before he agreed to an interview.Instead, he just freaking appeared in front of me like some hot rock god and offered.This is not how my day was supposed to go.
I'm looking a gift interview in the mouth, but I can't help it.I've had a crush on him since I was a kid.His posters used to hang on my wall.When they went on hiatus ten years ago, my little heart was broken.I'd never even gotten to see them in concert.
Now, they're back together, and I'm here, living out every fangirl's dream.
And Crue Freaking Blake wants to talk to me.Unless I'm completely wrong and the monster in his pants just does that all the time, I think he may want to do more than that.
Stress?Don't know her.Iamher.
Not that it matters.He'll change his mind as soon as he realizes I'm still clinging to my V-Card.A casual hookup on tour is one thing.They probably do it all the time.But getting entangled with a virgin who hasn't even been kissed?That's a whole different ballgame.One I'm sure he'll tag himself out of as soon as I spill the messy beans.If we even get that far.
I mean, maybe he calls everyone baby and steals their phones.
Right.And maybe he's just egomaniacal and that's why he changed the background on mine to a picture of him.
Ha.Crue is a lot of things, but he's never been full of himself.
