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But no one knows I’m here. No one even knows I have a connection to this house.
I cross the room in my bare feet. Either this is a stranger who got lost in the woods, or this is a fan who followed us back from the restaurant yesterday.
I grab my cell phone from the dresser and head for the exit. I’m getting out of this house and letting the private investigator figure out what’s going on.
“Can you bring me a glass of water?” a familiar voice says sleepily.
I flick on the switch next to the door and wince as light floods the room.
“Argh.” Honey throws an arm over her face. “Why did you turn the light on?”
“Why are you in my bed? I thought you were a stalker or a serial killer.”
She pulls the comforter over her face. “I’m not talking to you until you turn off the light.”
I hit the switch and walk to the bed, but I’m totally blind in the dark now and hit my shin on the baseboard. “Ow, fuck.”
“Are you okay?”
I hiss in pain. Why does that hurt so bad? “Bashed my shin. I’m fine.”
Her fingers wrap around my arm, and she pulls me to her. “Get back in bed where it’s safe.”
I sit on the edge of the bed. “Why are you here?”
“I already told you when I asked if I could stay. You said yes.”
I scrub a hand over my face. “I don’t remember that.”
“I knew I should have woken you all the way up, but I didn’t want to interrupt your sleep too much.”
“How’d you get in here?”
“I broke in.”
“I have a security system.”
“I paid attention when you punched in the code the other day.”
I should probably be scared, but I’m too happy to have her here. I glance at the clock to see that it’s one in the morning. “I thought you were hanging with your sisters tonight.”
“I waited three hours for them to come home. They didn’t answer my texts, and I ditched Lila on her big night. I’m a terrible friend and my sisters don’t even like me.”
I climb back into bed and wrap myself around her. “Sometimes, the hardest thing to do is realize your family, the people who share your blood, don’t really know you or wish the best for you.”
She twists in my arms, turning to face me in the dark, her breath scented of sugar. “They aren’t bad people, Jaxon. Each of them cares deeply for the people they love, and I’ve seen them make sacrifices and give time to those people. I’m just not worthy of their time for some reason.”
I press a kiss to her forehead. “I’ve been where you are. My family has never loved me the way they should, even though they aren’t bad people. I had to learn not to take it as a judgment about who I am as a person. You should do the same, because there is no one in the world I’d rather be with right now, and I’m a rock star. I could be spending time with royalty if I chose.”
She snuggles against me and it is at once the best feeling and awkward, because my dick has gone hard and that isn’t what Honey needs.
“You aren’t a rock star.”
I run a finger over her ribs, feeling the ridges through the thin material of her tank top. “I make music, and I’m a star.”
“You make pop music.” She laughs and wiggles away as I dig deeper into her ribs, tickling her now.
“Some people have called my music rock.”
