my life as a pop album (my life as an album Book 2) by Evans LJ

Author:Evans, LJ [Evans, LJ]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-01-29T16:00:00+00:00

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Together

“Loving can heal. Loving can mend your soul.”

-Ed Sheeran

MUSIC WOKE ME UP. “Little Bird” was playing, and I slammed the home button with as much might as I could, and next to me Derek chuckled.

“You really don’t like mornings.”

What could I say? I didn’t, but waking up next to him, the feel of his body next to mine, somehow that made it okay. I couldn’t help but smile at him and then reached over to kiss him. I kissed him not like a Good Girl but just like me. Like I wanted to kiss the guy who fixed my heart that I had thought was broken beyond repair. I kissed him like I wanted to give him something.

He smiled against my lips and reached down to touch my nether regions, and I couldn’t help but flinch because I was painfully, wonderfully tender down there.

“Are you sore?” he asked with a cocky smile.

“Duh?” I said back with an eye-roll that earned me a quick kiss.

“But, it’s a good sore, right?” He was still laughing at me.

“You’re a moron,” I said. I went to get out of bed, but he pulled me to him and tickled me until I went limp in his arms, staring up at the face that was so gorgeous it could stop a zillion hearts.

“So, the oral sex? Ew or not ew?” He was still enjoying himself way too much for my liking. I flushed a thousand shades of red because thinking about what he’d done to me and what I’d done to him in the darkness of the hotel room was much more than even this Mia could handle in the morning light.

I pushed my forehead into his chest. I didn’t want to respond. “I think you’ve reached your twenty-question limit.”

“I’m assuming that’s a ‘not ew’ then.” I smacked him, face still hidden.

He kissed the back of my head and then bounced out of bed with so much impossible energy that it couldn’t help but remind me of Cam. And Jake. But mostly Cam. But today, the thought of them didn’t force the guilt to bubble up. Instead, I got to keep it hidden away.

“Let’s go, hot shot,” he said, tugging at my foot while tickling the bottom which had me bolting upright to remove my foot from his grasp.

“You’re awful,” I told him.

“Liar.” And then he disappeared into the bathroom, showing me his naked parts that made my very sore body hum with delight anyway.

* * *

True to her word, the vet showed up early. She gave us a checklist of things to watch for, a handful of bottles to feed the kitten with, and a list of other supplies that we would need. Then we were on the road.

It wasn’t even eight by the time we headed the Camaro towards the highway and Denver. It was going to be a long haul. And Derek had rehearsal this afternoon. Thank God their show wasn’t until the following day, but it was still going to be exhausting.

I had the kitten bundled in my lap while Derek drove.

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