Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 33965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
"Give it a chance before you do anything rash," Brielle says and then giggles. "Well, before you do anything else rash."
"I'll think about it," I say.
"Don't think. Do!" Brielle cries, making me smile. "This is basically your dream come to life. Don't you dare get all crazy pants now. Grab that rockstar by the–"
Resa slaps her hand over Brielle's mouth, silencing her before she can finish whatever suggestion she was going to make. I kind of want to know now, though. I bet it was dirty.
"Okay! Okay!" I laugh. "I'll stop overthinking and freaking out and enjoy the ride. But if he breaks my heart, I'm never talking to any of you ever again."
At least Daisy and Luna aren't here yet so I'll still be able to talk to them if this ends badly. Crap. I still have to fill them in on the details. They're going to lose their minds.
"You can't quit us. You love us," Chastity teases.
"You're right. I do love you." I pause. "If Crue asks, I'm still mad at him, though."
"Wait. Why are you mad at Crue? You skipped that part," Resa says, sipping her water.
"Uh, because he married me while I was drunk last night." My sister's gaze drifts to something over my shoulder as I talk, her lips twitching into a full-blown grin. "What kind of lunatic marries someone after twelve hours?"
"The one standing behind you," Shelby says.
"Ah, crap," I groan, spinning around in my seat to see Crue exactly where my sister said he was...standing behind my chair, looking like the world’s hottest grump.
"Wife," he growls, leaning down to kiss me. He doesn't even try to hide what he's doing. He just freaking kisses me right there in the middle of the restaurant. "I told you already, I'm not crazy. I'm crazy about you."
"Stop kissing me," I whisper-hiss. "It's illegal."
The girls hear me and laugh.
"Is it?" His lips quirk into a grin. "That's news to me."
"I mean, it's a bad idea. Anyone could see."
"You ashamed of me, sweet girl?" he asks, stroking my cheek.
"What? No. Why would you think that? You're basically the hottest man alive."
"Hotter than Henry Cavill?"
"Well, I mean..."
He growls, and I laugh.
"I'm just kidding. Henry definitely has you beat, Crue."
"Fucking Henry Cavill," he mutters, scowling, which is somehow adorable and sexy at the same time. He's been one of People's Sexiest Men. Surely he isn't really jealous of Henry Cavill? But when he presses his lips to my ear, I quickly realize that I might just be wrong about that.
"We'll see how well you remember Cavill's name when you're screaming mine, Éire," he growls, his voice pitched so only I hear him. And then he places a sweet kiss beside my ear and pulls back.
"I'm not ashamed of you," I say quietly. "I just don't want you to be gossip again."
"It's all good, baby. I was teasing."
"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."