“Yes,” she said. “We do. This is only like the moment of your life. You know, the one you’ve been waiting for all theseyears?”
“Really,” I said. “And here I thought I’d been waiting forthisall these years.” I pulled her to me and kissed her, and she wrapped her arms around me. I kissed my way down her neck… She was in my lap, her tits in my face, and as I worked my way down, I groaned. “Your tits are still out, babe. If you ever want me out of this limo, you better put them away.” I suckled on her swollen nipples, unable to help myself. This pregnancy was definitely gonna killme.
Who knew pregnant women were so motherfuckingsexy?
Then she slid away. She leaned forward and tugged down her bra, and kind of shook her boobs back into the cups. My dick twitched as Iwatched.
She sat up and smoothed her dress over hercurves.
“Can you do that again?” I asked her. “A little slower…?” I rubbed my hand over my throbbingdick.
Elle just grinned as she touched up her lipstick and said, “Later.” Then she took me by the hand and pulled me from the limo as I struggled to pull up myjeans.
* * *
“Shit.You’ve got lipstick on yourneck.”
Elle stopped me at the entrance to the bar. The doors were standing open, manned by several security dudes. I could see Maggie bustling about just inside, and a few other familiar faces. Crew guys, some of Liv’s team. The place was loud, packed with bodies, and I saw someone gesturing to Liv, letting her know we were about to walkin.
Elle rubbed at my neck with her thumb like a doting girlfriend. I didn’t mind thefeeling.
“Good?” I asked her, smiling a little as she scrutinized me. I really didn’t give a fuck if I had her lipstick all overme.
“Good,” she said, taking my hand and giving it asqueeze.
As we walked into the bar, hand-in-hand, I took a deepbreath.
Candles were lit in candelabras all across the stage, and a giant chandelier hung above the dance floor. The bar tables and chairs had been moved to the outside walls, and the room was full. The cameras and lighting were all set, and as Elle and I walked into the room, I knew we were beingfilmed.
Since we’d been delayed having limo sex, everyone else was already here. And as they greeted us, I knew they knew about the pregnancy. I’d called Zane myself to tell him. Elle had told everyoneelse.
It was early yet, though. We weren’t gonna tell the media or the public, or even Liv and her crew, about the baby. Not until we were safely through the first trimester. But we’d told the band, the innercircle.
Jessa seemed genuinely thrilled for us. Maybe it was simply that no one wanted to elbow a pregnant woman out of the way, but she was the first to hug usboth.
Brody shook my hand next. When he hugged Elle, just like he had the other day in his office, I felt relieved all over again. I knew that accepting me back into the fold would be a process with Brody. But as far as he and Elle were concerned, there didn’t seem to be any collateral damage to their relationship. If anything, he seemed to have softened toward her since finding out she waspregnant.
Jesse even congratulated us, quietly. His gaze was heavy on me, measured, as he shook my hand. It was the way a guy looked at you when he was planning to keep an eye on you, and he wanted you to knowit.
Fairenough.
Katie hugged us both, too, and congratulated us. There was something in her eyes as she did it. A tentative joy, with a vulnerability beneath. I might’ve said it was envy, but I couldn’t besure.
Ash was here, and he congratulated me, too. I didn’t expect that. I knew he had to be disappointed; he’d lost Elle, and I wasn’t sure how deep his feelings for her went. But I knew his reputation as a “player,” and since Elle wasn’t havinghisbaby, at least now he was free to play on. Either way, he was gracious about it. He didn’t stay close for long, but he shook my hand and gave Elle a quick hug before disappearing into thecrowd.
After we’d greeted everyone, the band had a quick chat with Liv that I didn’t really hear. Then we were directed to the stage. The cameras were on us, and the crowd was herded closer to the stage, in anticipation of the show we were about to puton.
The whole room went up in screams and applause when Dylan strode up the steps to the stage. He strolled across and got in place behind his drum kit. Zane went next, then Jesse, thenElle.
I followed her up the stairs, and the applause when I took the stage was kinda deafening. It was all pretty surreal. I was in a bit of a fog, but my feet just took me where I needed togo.
Elle picked up her bass, and as I walked by, she turned to me—and kissed me on the cheek. I stopped in my tracks. Peoplescreamed.
I knew everyone was watching us. I knew the guys in the band werewatching.
We hadn’t yet announced, on camera, that Elle and I were a couple. Liv knew, but we’d all agreed we’d just let it play out organically, for now. By the end of this shoot, I was pretty sure it would be totally fucking obvious. I couldn’t imagine keeping my hands off Elle for the whole night, and the cameras would be on us forhours.
As I recovered from that unexpected kiss, Zane swooped in with a hug and a back slap. “It all starts now, brother,” he said in myear.
