"Are you joining us?"Shelby asks him.
"Nah.I'm heading to the arena.I've got some stuff I want to work on before sound check.Need my guitar."He tips my chin up."Come find me when you're done here.I'll give you the grand tour."
"Oh, of the buses?"I ask, excited.
"You want to see the buses, baby?"
Resa and Dani groan as if they're tired of the buses.I guess they probably are after having spent so much time on them lately, but they're still new and exciting to me.
"Yes!I've never seen a tour bus before."I practically dance in my seat at the prospect."Oh, can I take pictures for my blog?"
"Sure.But nothing with the license plates or anything that would make it easy for anyone to figure out what bus is ours," he says."I don't want you on a bus if a bunch of screaming fans descend.It's not safe."
"You want me on the bus with you?"
"You're wearing my ring, Éire.You'll be sleeping where I sleep while we're on tour," he says, pinning me with one of those bossy I'm-in-charge looks.
"We'll see," I say, just to mess with him.
He growls playfully and then presses his lips to my forehead."Yeah, we will.When you're in my bed where you belong.Come find me after breakfast."
"Maybe."
He narrows his eyes at me and then shakes his head, smiling."Ladies, enjoy breakfast."
"Bye, Crue," Shelby says.
"Bye!"Resa waves.
Chastity and Dani both wave to him as well.
"Good job on the jeweler!"Brielle calls after him.
He turns his head toward us, winking.
Our entire table devolves into a fit of laughter.
* * *
"You lost?"
"Um, maybe?"I frown up at the massive bodyguard stationed outside of the bus Shelby pointed me toward when we got to the arena a few minutes ago."I'm looking for Crue.Shelby told me he was on this bus."
"You're Ireland?"
"That's me."
He jerks his chin in a nod and then grins."I'm Havoc, his bodyguard.He's on the bus."
"Havoc?"I gape at him."No offense, but you're a giant.You could probably squash people with your bare hands.Havocis probably overkill."
He laughs loudly."The name is Ambrose Havoc."
"Oh, okay then.I guess Havoc it is," I say, making him laugh again."Got it."
"You're funny."
"Thanks."I scrunch up my nose at him."I think."
