“I’ll ask Tee if she wants to go out,” I tell her. She nods and I close the door, returning to bed.
I kiss her lips twice and then she stretches and opens her eyes. “Lexi wants to know if you want to go exploring.”
“Will you come?” she asks in husky, sleepy voice. “Or are you too famous now?”
I pin her down on the bed, her wrists in each of my hands. “Will I come? I don’t know babe, you tell me.”
“Seriously?” she asks. “Again? And I thought I was bad.”
I laugh. “Not right now, but later. Let’s go out and see what Boston has to offer.”
She smiles happily. “First I need to have a shower.”
“Come on, I’ll show you where everything is,” I tell her. “And I’ll bring your suitcase into the room.”
We get out of bed, and Tee has a shower while I talk with everyone else to see what they’re up to tonight.
“No way in hell am I coming out with you,” Jet announces. “I’m meeting up with a girl tonight, and Tee will scare her off and cockblock me like she usually does.”
Everyone except Jet finds this amusing.
“Ryder’s knocked out for the night,” Lexi says. “We could go out for a bit then I’ll come back and check on him.”
“I’m free,” Kidd adds. “What do you wanna do?”
Lexi shrugs. “Tee and I usually just get dressed, go out, and see where the night takes us.”
Sounds like Tenielle all right.
“Okay let’s just do that then.”
“What if people recognise us?” Kidd asks.
An extremely good question.
“Ryder is usually the most recognised,” I say. “Try and cover up the tatts and I’ll wear my cap.”
“You aren’t like Clark Kent with his glasses. A cap won’t save you,” my brother adds in dryly.
I shoot him a look that says ‘fuck off or come up with a better idea.’
He shrugs and flashes me a smirk.
“Apparently all clubs close by two am here,” Lexi adds.
We all look at each other.
“Two am? What the crap?” Tee says as she walks out drying her hair with a towel. She’s wearing jeans and a black top that shows off her toned stomach. My gaze stays there, and I lick my lips.
“Oh hell no,” Lexi stands, moving between the two of us. “None of that. You can screw when we get back home.”
I grip the back of Tee’s elbow and pull her next to me, moving her around Lexi. “I’m sure we can manage for a few hours.”
“Speak for yourself,” Tee purrs, flashing me a wink. She’s a terrible winker, so it kind of looks like she has something in her eye.
Fuck she’s cute.
“Okay everyone get ready,” Lexi calls out, clapping her hands together.
“I just need to do my makeup,” Tee tells her. “Give me ten minutes.”
I want to tell her she doesn’t need makeup—that she looks f**king hot as she is, but if she wants to wear it then it’s up to her.
We all get ready then head out for a night on the town.
*****
“Is that Saxon Tate?” I hear a woman ask her friend as we leave the first club.
Well shit.
Kidd and I share a glance, then start to walk a little faster.
“Hey!” the woman yells, running up next to me.
“Ummm,” I mumble, not knowing what to say.
Thanks for recognising me? Just because she does doesn’t necessarily mean that she’s a fan of our music.
My eye widen when I realise she looks familiar.
But who is she?
“We’ve met before,” she says, sticking her chest out. I look around, and at anything except her.
Well this is awkward.
I pull Tee closer so she doesn’t get angry and walk off.
“I didn’t see you in Sydney though,” she purrs to my brother.
Kidd just smiles.
Sydney, right.
It’s the woman who came up to me outside the hotel and asked for my signature.
Then asked if she could warm my bed for the night.
What the f**k?
Why would she be in Boston?
“Do you remember me from Sydney?” she asks, batting her heavily made eyelashes. Her hand reaches out and touches my shoulder.
I shrug it off.
I don’t miss the look Tenielle shoots me, her eyebrows raised as she watches me handle the situation.
“Sure, I signed something for you,” I reply, making it clear that that was all I did for her. “A piece of paper.”
Don’t want Tee thinking I signed her tits or something.
“Yeah at your hotel,” she adds. “Was a really nice hotel too.”
Great, just great.
“Outside my hotel, which you never came into,” I reply, smiling at Tenielle—a smile she misses because she’s staring daggers at the woman.
“Right. I’m Eliza,” the woman says. “I can’t believe I keep running into you—a famous rock star.”
She steps even closer to me, biting her bottom lip.
I don’t feel a thing.
I nod my head at her, and then clear my throat. “I’m out with my girlfriend so if you would excuse me.”
Kidd steps in and starts talking to Eliza, and I walk ahead with Tee and Lexi.
“Tee—”
“Want to get some ice-cream and go back to the bus?” she asks.