Saving Abbie books 4- 6 by Alabaster Maggie & Bradley Jo

Author:Alabaster, Maggie & Bradley, Jo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-12-14T00:00:00+00:00

18

Abbie

"So… About before…"

I managed to get through my set with my knees a little weak. If I wasn't sweaty before I went under the hot lights, I was sweaty after. Thankfully the audience was receptive, with none of the attitude of the guy from the Q and A. They even shouted for an encore before I left the stage. They cheered again when I went back to sing with the guys.

By the time I was done, I was itching for a shower.

I didn't get far before I almost bumped into Jackson, who was pacing back and forth outside the green room.

He stopped to look at me, and waved a hand back and forth in the air.

"Don't worry about it," he said. "Still not the worst thing I've ever seen." And yet he couldn't meet my eyes.

"I just—" I needed to say something, if only to know we were okay after what he saw. "We didn't plan for any of that. It just happened. If we stopped to think about it for half a second, it might not have."

Jackson sighed and leaned against the wall, one knee bent, the bottom of his shoe pressed against the white painted brick. He crossed his arms over his chest and lowered his head for a moment.

When he looked back up he said, "I'm not in the business of telling any of you where you should and shouldn't, you know…"

"Fuck?" I asked.

He winced. "Yeah. But I could have been anyone. Press get past security. Fans get past security. Hell, it might have been a security officer with a phone, who decided the photo would make them more money than their job does. There's only so much damage control I, or the label, could do if a photo like that leaked. You'd be looking at one hell of a shitstorm."

He glanced at my chest, then quickly up to my face. He’d obviously seen my bare breasts and was trying not to think about them too much. He also might have seen Landon's ass, but for the most part we kept our clothes on. That in itself was pretty amazing given everything that went on.

"I'm sorry," I said sincerely. "The last thing we want to do is create a shitstorm."

"Next time, maybe close the door," he suggested. He scrubbed a hand over his chin. "I feel like I'm talking about a group of teenagers. I know you're not that. I just don't want any of you doing anything you'll all regret."

"Taking care of our image is your job," I pointed out. "I think you're within your rights to yell at us." I didn't regret a moment of it, but he was right about closing the door. Or at least, posting a security guard we could trust outside.

Although, wouldn't that defeat the purpose? The possibility of being caught was part of the fun.

"Do you want me to yell at you?" Judging by the way he swallowed, that wasn't what he wanted to do with me.

That realisation made me swallow too.

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