"I'm sorry. I've just beenthinking."
"Want to talkaboutit?"
"No. Not really. It's just stupidanyway."
They rode the elevator in silence then walked to his room. Once inside, Jordan kicked off her shoes, took his hand, and led him to the bedroom. She needed to get out of her head and just live in the moment. To her, sex was how todothat.
As she reached up for his face, he pulled her close. Their lips met and she felt the rush his kiss always gave her, like her heart soared. She never felt that withanyoneelse.
His lips moved from hers to the curve of her neck where he knew she was sensitive. Feeling a combination of tickling and excitement from him, she pulled him closer to the bed until they fellontoit.
Passionately, he moved his mouth back to hers, sliding his tongue in while she unbuttoned his shirt. She felt the cool air of the air conditioner hit her back as he lowered thezipper.
Tracing her fingers over the erection his khakis failed to conceal, Jordan unbuckled his pants, excited to finally see his hard on. As she slipped her hand into his pants, hepulledaway.
"Wait. Before this goes any further,"hesaid.
"Did I do somethingwrong?"
"No, you're perfect. That's just it. I've done this so many times before. I've rushed things just for the sake of pleasure. For one night. I don't want one night with you,Jordan."
"What are yousaying?"
"I don't want to say the things I know would scare you away. But when I asked to spend the night together, I just wanted to be with you. Hold you through the night. Wake up beside you. I think we've both rushed into relationships before, and that's gotten us nothing butdisappointment."
"I'm confused. Are you breaking upwithme?"
"No. I don't want this to just be a tour thing. I don't want the memory of our first time together to be just another tour stop. I want more than that. I need more. Ineedyou."
"But--"
"But nothing. You're my future, Jordan Blake. I don't want to rush that. And don't get weird on me because I saidfuture."
She didn't know what to think and had nothing to say. He helped her out of her dress and they climbed into bed. He held her close and she wrapped her arms around him, feeling safe in someone's arms for the first time in her life. Feeling his still-hard cock pressed against her, she convinced herself Dylan Young was insane. And she loved himforit.
She woke the next morning to find herself still in Dylan's arms, his hair a bit wild, his cheek a little rough with stubble. He smiled at her and she grinned back as she looked upathim.
"You're even more beautiful first thing in the morning without all that eyeliner,"hesaid.
"Shut up," she said then giggled. "I bet you'd look pretty sexy with a littleliner."
"Guy lineronme?"
"Yeah, why not? Look at Billy Joe Armstrong, he'swayhot."
"I'll have to remember that if we ever meetGreenDay."
She laughed and ran her finger along his smoothchest.
"Thanks for the great date. It was amazing. I'll neverforgetit."
"There can be more of those. I want to take youeverywhere."
"You'resweet."
"I'm serious, Jordan. When the tour is over, I'm thinking about becoming a studio musician. I want to be with you. We can have nights like this allthetime."
"What are you talking about?Dating?"
