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Was it a good idea to invite her to live with us?
“Hey guys, popcorn’s done,” Eden pops her head out the door. “I may have made a bit too much.” She sees Callum and smiles, “We’re going to watch a film in the movie room. Would you like to join me and Asher?”
He shrugs his shoulder. “Sure, why not,” he says casually.
Eden nods and asks if I could get the sodas and meet her there. I watch her go back inside, and Callum is about to follow, but I pull him back.
“Just a heads up, it’s a girlie flick.”
“I’m here to make sure you don’t fall in love with her.”
“What?” I look at him in disbelief.
“You’re eating popcorn, drinking soda, and watching some female drama. Mate, you’re a goner.”
“No, I am not!” I insist.
He sniggers. “We’ll see.”
I stand there wondering how much he’s said is true about me.
Could my subconscious know more than I do?
“What time did Jagger and Haze say they’ll be back?” He asks as he opens the door.
“They didn’t.” He nods and goes inside.
Both are with Oliver Jones, who is meeting with the CEO of one of the big music labels based here in LA. Technically, Jagger is our alpha in the band, but since Haze said he has a financial interest in us, he wants to be present at all the important talks and negotiations. So Haze tagged along with him this evening, leaving us three to our own devices.
The movie has been playing for the last twenty minutes, but I have no clue what it’s about. Eden’s sitting cross-legged between Callum and me with a massive plastic bowl of popcorn in the middle of her thighs, and the only thing I can think of are those black thongs she’s wearing and how close I am to them.
For fucks sake, she’s got that t-shirt on, and it’s pulled up against her hips from the way she’s sitting. If I lean a bit forward, I can probably see everything, and all I need to do is reach for the popcorn and have my hand slip and slyly brush it against her smooth, tanned thigh. My knob is painfully hard against my trousers, and it needs to be released.
I keep making side glances at her, and she’s so fixed on the movie I hardly doubt she’s having the same thoughts as me. Her chest rises up as she breathes in. I can tell she’s wearing a bra, and Eden’s always had a great pair of tits. I wonder if they match her tan on the rest of her body.
She never went nude sunbathing as a teenager, but I have no idea what she does as an adult. There’s not a person within a fifty-mile radius of her property in the desert, so she could.
Dammit, now I’ve got this image of her sprawled out naked by the pool of her home. I know every detail of her body, every mole and every scar.
That was Eden Rivers as the pop star.
Eden Rivers as the desert siren, is fuller, darker, and inked. It’s like she possesses a whole new body. Sexier and all woman.
I side-eye her without tilting my head again because the last thing I want is for her to notice my gawking. Callum’s right, I’m so totally fucked. All those teenage scenarios of obsessing about her suddenly flooded my mind.
Her eyes suddenly close, and I look at the screen, wondering what happened for her to do that, but I don’t get it. I look back and see that she’s biting her lower lip.
My eyes travel down, and Callum’s hand is hidden under her shirt, and I’m sure he’s fingering her. When the fuck did this wanker slip his hand there?
My heart is racing because Eden seems to be enjoying this.
I look at Callum, and he grins at me playfully.
Are we really doing this?I silently ask him.
“Mate, you need to feel this. It’s heaven,” he says, answering my unspoken question.
I hesitate.
