Enjoying the Band in Lockdown: a Rockstar Reverse Harem romance with a touch of suspense by Kenna Shaw Reed

Author:Kenna Shaw Reed [Shaw Reed, Kenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-26T16:00:00+00:00

I discarded the dress from the past two nights. Date night with Xavier deserved something special. I only had a duffel bag of clothes to choose from, but he loved the red and burgundy dress. I’d washed it with my white bra and panties earlier in the day and now they matched it with soft mottled pinks.

Perfect.

Yes, this was still a competition and we’d be on the clock, but this whole experience started with Xavier noticing me from a crowd of women.

Earlier, he’d asked me to meet him downstairs and since he’d made no sign to turn our bedroom into a romantic destination, I hoped we’d go back to the bus. Where we’d begun. Proving I could still blush, I tried to focus on applying the last of my precious Moroccan oil to my hair. Styling it in soft waves, loose down my back. Almost reminiscent of Trent’s Seri.

Running out of time and more nervous than expected, I finished the final touches to my makeup and headed downstairs. My high heels offering muted clicks on the wooden floorboards. As they heard me get to the stairs, the guys fell silent.

Step, breathe. Step, breathe. This was Xavier. My heart beat faster and louder than my steps.

This was Xavier.

He was waiting for me at the bottom of the staircase, a single pink rose in his outstretched hand. Where had he gotten it from? Yes, there was a florist in town but it had been closed since before we arrived.

Sweet. My man was sweet, and kind, and loving and, mine.

Not that Chase and Devon hadn’t gone out of their way to make our date nights special. But I knew that Xavier wasn’t a romance or flowers kind of guy.

He’d broken his own boundaries in more ways than one, for me.

“Ready for our date, my beautiful blonde?” He kissed my hand, gentlemanly style. But his dirty eyes belied anything sweet or gentle. I felt his kiss down to my clit that was already ready and waiting.

“It’s not a date, it’s a competition.” Jax called out, trying to throw Xavier off his game. We still had three minutes before the clock would start.

“My man doesn’t need to worry about the competition, I should know.” I threw out confidently. Not exactly a woman in love but a woman confident in what her lover could deliver.

Xavier ignored them, his eyes never leaving my face nor his hands my body. By the time we made it to the bus, I was shivering and not from the early autumn chill. Then, Xavier opened the bus door to wafts of incense. I couldn’t work out where he’d found the time. The rose, and now the cleaned bus. Fresh sheets, the hooks removed, and my favorite champagne chilling in an ice bucket.

“Wow, this looks, amazing.” I turned into him, but he was filling the bus with music from his phone. Not just any playlist, I recognized the latest version of Dirty Blonde. A romantic gesture to beat all others, Xavier was playing my song, our album, for me.

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