“That’s true. I didn’t think of it way.”
“Because you’re thinking with your heart not your head.”
“What do you mean?”
“You found out this morning everything you believed about your father probably isn’t true, right?”
“Yeah.” I was still trying to wrap my brain around it. I didn’t know what to think.
“That’s all. Did you think I meant you and Chaos?”
I could feel the heat in my cheeks. There wasn’t a ‘me and Chaos’, nothing had happened between us except being turned on every time we were close to each other. Well that and I’ve never wanted to have sex as much as I wanted to with him. “There is no me and Chaos.”
“We’ll see. I’ve seen the way that boy looks at you. Sweets knows it too, that’s why she’s so upset.”
“How do you know all of this stuff?”
“From watching. How do you think I got to be so good at finding new acts? I’m always watching. I can’t help it. I did it for so many years. You have to remember I’ve beenaround them on and off for the last year as well.”
“Yeah I keep forgetting, I thought you were just a driver for hire on this tour.”
“It’s true, that’s all I am. I just try to make sure when they need a driver it’s me. I liked these guys from the first day I met them. They had it together. I’d hate to see them get screwed over by Dixon, it’s happened way too often.”
“I’m sure, it seems like it’d be so easy to do, especially when you’re a new band. It’s been in the news for years how bands had to sue their managers over rights and money stuff.”
Joe nodded. “See what the lawyer says, and next time I’m home I’ll go through my files and see if I have anything to help.”
I hugged him. It surprised him, but I surprised myself more. I didn’t get comfortable with new people. But he was different, I felt so comfortable around him, he was the kind of man I’d hoped my father would be, the one I’d dreamed of when I was little. We hadn’t been on the road one whole day yet and already everything I believedabout my life was changing. God only knew what was going to happen over the next two weeks, and it scared the crap out of me.
Chapter Fifteen
Chaos…
Green Sky Rising, our opening band for the next few shows, was on stage. I’d never heard them before and I was surprised there were only three of them when they’d come in to meet us earlier. Just guitar, bass, and drums and they had the crowd going crazy. I’m sure it helped they were locals, but this was their biggest gig so far. Rod mentioned in his email today this was their big break—opening for us.
We never thought about anything other than working hard to make it. We knew exactly how GSR felt, we’d been there, done that and had the scars to prove it. It was great to help them get a good start. Hearing them play blew me away, they definitely had talent. Being able to help other bands was like a bonus for making it, at least we all thought so, maybe other bands didn’t want the competition but I didn’t care. We had great fans and I wasn’t stupid to think we were the only band they’d listen to.
GSR finished their set with a cover of Green Day’sWelcome to Paradise,and ran off stage.
“You fuckin’ rocked it, dude,” I said smacking their lead singer, Seerius, on the back. “Great show.”
He looked surprised to see me standing there. “Thanks, Chaos. That means a lot coming from you.”
“If you keep doing shows like this you’ll be next. When does your record come out?”
“They said next month. I can’t fuckin’ wait.”
I smiled at his excitement, it wasn’t too long ago we were in their position. We needed to keep rockin' it hard to make sure we kept succeeding. I was going to have to make time for Cynda so we could work on those songs. The second album needed to be perfect.
There was about fifteen minutes before we were supposed to go on, and I headed back to the dressing room. I’d just started telling the guys how great GSR’s show went over and how the arena was already on fire, when Joe and Cynda came in.
Holy fuck, she looked amazing. I still had trouble believing she was the same girl who’d come to the dressing room at the Shaggy Dog to introduce herself. Black leather pants, matching boots, and a low cut shirt I’d swear was the same color gold as our logo. She was going to kill me. Damn if she fucking touched me my fly would burst open. My jeans were already too tight and my growing hard-on made it worse. I needed to feel her skin, taste her, bite her, and make her mine. Wait, I didn’t…not mine, well only for the next couple of weeks, right? I was not going to fall for her. No way. No commitments was the one rule I refused to break. So how come all I wanted to do was tie her down on my bed and keep her there?
She smiled and went over to get a bottle of water. I looked around the room for Sweets and if looks could kill, Cynda would have been dead. I really didn’t have a fuckin’ clue how to deal with this, and why was it coming out now? Had it been Cynda joining the tour that triggered it or something else? I might have to call Sally and see if she could help me fix things with Sweets. I didn’t want to lose the girls, they were part of the reason we’d made it. Why were things so fuckin’complicated now when they should have been easier?
A knock at the door told us it was time to go on. I passed Cynda, close enough to smell the orange blossoms.
“Break a leg,” she said as we walked toward the door. I waited until the room was empty so I could grab a quick kiss on my way out. At least it was the plan, but as soon as my lips touched hers, heat poured over me like I’d been lit on fire. I pulled her tight against me, my hard cock throbbing against her stomach, and slid my tongue into her mouth. Her soft moans stoked the fire and when she tangled her tongue with mine, I was totally lost. If Terrance hadn’t called my name, I would have fucked her up against the wall right then and there.
