Find Me by Afton Locke

Author:Afton Locke [Locke, Afton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Afton Locke
Published: 2020-03-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Rodney crashed in his motel room after their show in Buffalo, New York. How many had they done on this tour? He’d lost count. One city blended into the next, and he’d eaten so many burgers and pizzas, it was a wonder he hadn’t broken out in pimples like a teenager. And it sure didn’t speed up recovering from a cold.

He was tired of gargling salt water to restore his voice. Most of all, he was tired of being without Dee. Spending the night with her in Wheeling might have been a mistake because now he was completely hooked on her.

After pulling out his phone, he called her. “Hey, girl. Did I wake you?”

“No, it’s nice to hear from you. After the way we left things, I was kind of concerned. And busy, of course.”

“Me, too,” he said, aching to hold her. “I’ve been dead on my feet all week trying to get over this damn cold. It’s pretty much gone, finally.”

“I got one, too,” she said, muffling a nasty-sounding cough.

“I miss you,” they said at the same time.

It reminded him of the other words they’d shared in Wheeling. Ones that had led to a media circus.

“How’s your job going?” he asked.

“Still intact. My boss acted like a prick as usual, though.” She stifled a yawn. “I’ve pulled a couple of all-nighters to catch up.”

She sounded even sexier when her voice was husky and tired. If only he could watch her change into her nightgown and curl up next to her while she fell asleep. Another bath would be nice, too. Recovering his health had brought parts of his anatomy back to life. But he worried about hers.

“You should be resting instead of working overtime,” he warned, wishing he could listen to his own advice once in a while.

“I’ll be fine,” she insisted.

“How are your parents?” he asked next.

“The first floor got flooded, but a construction company got in touch with them. Says they’re going to donate the repairs. Isn’t that something?” She paused. “Wait. Did you have anything to do with it?”

“Maybe. I also donated half the proceeds of one of our shows to the Wheeling flood victims. Our tour has had all sold-out shows, so we can afford it.”

“Oh, Rodney. That’s amazing! Thank you.”

“You opened my eyes to how selfish Breeze has been. Jack about shit a brick over it, though.” He frowned at her tense exhale of breath. “You okay?”

“Just tired. I really need to finish up a few things before I hit the sack.”

“Leave it to my brother to end the conversation.” He tucked some hair behind his ear. “Are you sure everything’s okay? He didn’t try to contact you about the video of us, did he?”

“No, of course not. Look, I’ve really got to go.”

“Okay. I want to see you again soon, but I don’t know when yet,” he said. “After we both catch up a little, all right?”

Why did she hesitate? “Yeah, sounds great. Good night, Rodney.”

“Good night. And, hey, I still love you.

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