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“I don’t want to say that exactly. If I had a reason that was good enough to, then yes. But at the same time, I love music, I love performing. Even though the rigorous schedule can sometimes get to me, I know there’s a part of me that could miss it.” I twirled a lock of her satiny hair around my finger. “I’d like to find a happy medium. Less touring. Maybe a woman to share my life with. That I could start a family with.”

“That’s a nice plan.”

“Yup. I have an amazing house that I bought last year in the Beverly Hills area. It’s amazing. I couldn’t have even dreamed of such a house when I was growing up. But I rarely live in it and it was bought with the thought in the back of my head of eventually starting a family there.”

She lifted her head and propped it on her hand, looking down at me. “I never knew that.”

Grinning, I replied, “It’s not like you know everything about me, yet. I still have a few surprises up my sleeve, Miss Hudson.” Dropping the lock of her hair, I retrieved another, repeating the twirling process, watching the silky strands slip from my fingers.

“I bet. The lucky lady that ultimately snags you will have a lifetime of surprises.”

“That’s the plan. Traveling the world for leisure instead of work would be nice. We could travel; experience the best restaurants, most exciting rollercoasters, and most intriguing locations in the world.”

“We?” She lifted her head and looked up at me. Our gazes locked and something more passed between us, something I’ve never felt before—with anyone. It was intense and genuine, and I was momentarily at a loss for words.

I hadn’t meant to use the word we, it had just slipped out. But the way she was looking at me, it led me to believe that she was entertaining the idea. Was she feeling the same thing that I was sensing between us? If I were a betting man, I’d have said she was.

My whole life was based on taking chances and those gambles had paid off. Should I take a leap of faith and hope she was on the same page? And what about Zack? We’d come to a nonverbal understanding that we were going to share her, but attempting to take things to the next level—a very high level at that—could cause some serious problems between us and put the band at jeopardy.

But I couldn’t stop myself. I had to take the leap and see where we stood. “Yeah. We. It might sound crazy, but I don’t think it is.”

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Violet

Was I hearing correctly? Because to me it sounded like Dylan wanted me to move in with him and be his girlfriend. I sat up on the bed and out of his embrace, raking my hand through my hair.

“Now, I—” How was I even supposed to word what I was about to ask? What if I’d misheard or misunderstood? I was potentially about to make a gigantic fool out of myself. “What are you suggesting, exactly?”

He followed my lead and sat up, letting the blanket fall to his waist. For a brief moment, I was distracted by the look of the chiseled muscle of his chest. He really encompassed the term tall, dark, and handsome. This couldn’t be happening. It had to be some sort of dream.

I blinked, but he was still there in front of me looking as sexy as sin. “I think we should give this a try”—he motioned with his hand between us— “us a try. You can keep your place in New York but consider coming to see my place in California and perhaps thinking about it as your own.”

My brow creased. I wasn’t sure what to think. Of course, I was falling hard for him, but was this the right move for us, especially with everything going on with the press? And with Zack…. What would this mean for my career? Would Carter drop me from the agency?

“Isn’t this moving a little fast?”

“I don’t think so. No. Remember, we spend all day, every day, together and have been for over a couple of months now. Sometimes we have to take chances in life. Though I don’t think we’re a gamble in the least.”

“And what if it doesn’t work out?”

He grinned. “I think we’re already down the rabbit’s hole at this point. I don’t think there’s a whole lot of chance of turning back now.”

Dylan had a point. We were already too far to turn back around, and after last night it wasn’t just me and Zack or me and Dylan. The three of us were in this together.

“What about Zack?” I couldn’t help but ask. I needed to know the arrangement that he envisioned.

His face went blank. I could tell he was thinking about the answer. Perhaps he hadn’t thought this through as well as he’d like to think he had. “I think Zack will be Zack and make his own decisions. Zack has never been one to settle down. Will he change? I don’t know…” He reached out and took my hands in his and gave them a gentle squeeze. “What I do know is that I want to be with you. Not just sexually, or you as our band manager, but as a couple. We can keep it under wraps for now until we get our feet under us. But I do want a relationship with you, and I want to have someone to share that big-ass house with.”

My heart melted. What an amazing, beautiful, sincere man. And he wanted me. There was no back and forth or indecision with him, I could see the feeling in his eyes, and it warmed me to my very core.

A smile slowly spread across my lips. “I’d love to take the leap of faith with you.” Leaning forward, my lips captured his and I sighed against his mouth. My heart was open and welcomed him in. For the moment, I pushed the feelings I had for Zack, which rivaled those I had for Dylan, to the back of my mind and heart. Zack had made it clear he was a lone wolf. He’d made his decision and now I was making mine.

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