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In my professional opinion the show was brilliant, one of your best to date.” I smile sweetly up at him, desperately trying to hold the pieces of me together.

His flaming eyes soften, slightly. I see him shift uncomfortably in his pants.

He

s squirming.

Good.

Or maybe I

ve just turned him on and am about to send him off with his redheaded groupie.

Smart, Tru, real smart.


Glad you think so. Plenty for the bio?” he asks.

Work. He really wants to talk work with me. Fine.


Yes, plenty of stuff.”

Barring the,

I

m having an affair with you

part of the show, which you are now clearly past, as you have a shiny new French toy to play with.

I bite my lip, until it hurts.

Tom comes swaggering over, a couple of girls in tow.


Where the fuck is Denny? Are we getting this party started or what?” he says loudly, clearly already drunk, slapping Jake on the back.


Yeah, I

m coming now,” Jake answers him, without moving his eyes from mine.

Jake casts his eyes around the table, landing back on me lastly, and says, “Have a good night.”

Then he

s walking away, over to the bar, with his long-legged French redheaded beauty, Zzhuilette.

Leaving little ordinary English, Trudy, to watch him from the side-line, like everyone else in this room.

Chapter
Eighteen

 

I

ve been surreptitiously watching Jake since he walked away from me thirty minutes ago.

I

m aware of every single move he makes, my eyes tracking him around the room, watching him greet people who are clearly here just to see him, as I force an interest in what Will has to say.

I know I

m not being fair to Will. But I just can

t seem to get my focus straight anymore.

Jealousy and anger are in my driving seat.

Jake hasn

t looked in my direction once in all that time. And now he

s seated at his table, in the smoking area of this place, with Tom and Smith, and hordes of groupies hanging around them, and of course the leggy Zzhuilette.

I had thought at one point, while he was working the room, he

d binned her off, as she was nowhere to be seen, but the second he sat down, she was there again. And my temporary sense of relief was gone.

While Will is talking to Stuart, I sneak another peek across the room, just in time to watch as Zzhuilette leans across the table, her cleavage well on show for all to see, mainly Jake, with an unlit cigarette perched between her glossy pink lips.

Jake pulls his lighter from his pocket, sparking it, he holds it up to her cigarette.

She puts her hand on his wrist, touching his friendship bracelet, my bracelet, holding his hand in place and bats her eyelashes seductively at him as she puffs her cigarette lit.

I

m angry that he let her touch my bracelet. I know that sounds stupid, but I

m not exactly feeling rational right now.

She moves back into her seat in a cloud of smoke, pushing her chest out, crossing her long legs suggestively at him.

She

s the kind of sexy that I could only dream to be.

She is beautiful and I feel suitably inadequate. She is Jake

s type for sure. His equal.

I really don

t know what it is he sees in me. Or maybe I

m just a conquest like I said to Simone, because of our history. And the unobtainable, because of Will.

Maybe that

s why he wants me so much.

Or maybe not so much now as the case may be.

As I

m staring, I see Jake

s eyes flicker past Zzhuilette and straight in my direction. I quickly look away, staring down at my drink.

I can

t do this. I need a breather.

Getting up from my seat, I say to Will,

I

m just going to the ladies.”

I grab my bag and as I

m walking past, Will catches my hand.


Are you okay, darling?” he asks in a quiet voice, looking up at me.


I

m fine,” I smile.


You just seem a bit quiet, not your usual self.”

He

s noticed. I really am not being fair to him at all. He flew all this way to see me and I

m just visually chasing Jake around this room.

I

m going to go to the bathroom to sort myself out, and come back out and focus all my attention on Will, just like he deserves.


I

m fine, baby, honestly.” I touch his face with my hand. “I just think maybe all this travelling with the tour has finally caught up with me. I

m not used to it.”


Well, you

ll be home tomorrow night for a few weeks break, so you can relax then. And I

ll be there to take care of you.”

I feel sick at his kind words. I

m the lowest of the low. How could I cheat on this wonderful man?

Because you love Jake.

I push the thought to the back of my mind.


Sounds wonderful,” I say.

He kisses my hand, then releases it and turns back to Stuart, resuming their conversation.

I cross the huge room on unsteady legs, feeling like they might give out on me any moment now. Forcing a calm I don

t own, I hold my head up high and carry on forward.

I see Simone is still at the bar with Denny, deep in conversation. Catching her eye, I give her a mini thumbs up. She grins happily at me.

I

m just opening the bathroom door, when someone grabs me from behind and drives me into the empty bathroom.

As I turn, surprised, I see it

s Jake.

He locks the door behind him and leans back against it. His eyes look like they are on fire.

Something in my stomach drops, then coils lower. My legs start to tremble.

I

m ecstatic he

s followed me here, and angry too.

Then my whole body catches up with my legs, and the tremble runs from my head, back down to my toes, tightening me up in those special places. The places only Jake can somehow magically touch with one single look alone.


What are you doing here?” I say, going with my anger. “Someone might have seen you come in.”


No one saw me.” He sounds confident, assured. Like always.

I don

t know how true that statement is. Eyes are always on Jake wherever he goes.


Great performance tonight

Mr Brightside

really Jake? Why not just spell it out to the whole world,” I bite.

He shrugs, grinning.


What do you want?” I ask, rattled by his calm demeanour.

He lifts his eyebrow. “You.” He starts to move slowly toward me like a tiger stalking its prey.


Jake, no … not here, not now. Someone could come.


Dave

s outside the door and it’s locked. No one will bother us.”

So Dave knows I

m sleeping with Jake? Brilliant.


No, Jake.
Please
,” I beg, as he moves closer.

I

m begging because I don

t know if I have the ability to say no to him. I haven

t so far.

When I see he

s got no intention of listening to my pleas, I start to back up and quickly find myself up against the sinks, with nowhere left to go.

My whole body is rushed with adrenaline, want and fear. It

s a heady combination.

When he reaches me, I put my trembling hand out, pressing it flat against his hard chest, stopping him at arm

s length.


You look beautiful tonight,” he whispers intense, eyes fixed on mine.

The exhilaration of being in here with him, him taking control like this, is doing crazy things to me.

He pushes hard against my hand and I

m weakened to stop him, and truthfully, I don

t want to.

The second I saw him with that girl, I hated it, and I wanted to reclaim him as mine.

So when he grabs hold of my hair, fisting his hand into it, and crushes his mouth to mine, I don

t stop him.

What is it about him that makes me lose all reason and sense? What is it about Jake that turns me into a person I don

t want to be, don

t even like at times, yet makes me feel so completely and utterly alive like I

ve never before known.

His tongue invades my mouth, claiming me his. I wind my fingers into his hair.

He tastes of sweat and whiskey and cigarettes … everything Jake.

With his hands cupped around my backside, he picks me up and sits me on the edge of the sink. I wrap my legs around his, holding him to me.


I want you so
bad
,” he groans into my mouth.

My hands go under his T-shirt. He stops kissing me, and pulls it off over his head.

I drink him in. All I want is him. I don

t care about anything else right now, but having Jake.

He grabs my hair again, pulling my head back, looking into my eyes. “Tell me you want me.” His tone is commanding, possessive.


I want you,” I breathe, my voice trembling.

He grins, then covers my mouth with his, pushing his hips firmly against me.

He

s hard already. The feel of him, like this, sends waves of intense sensation rushing through my body.

Jake drags his hand from my hair, down over my breast. He breaks from kissing me to pull my cami off over my head, leaving me in my bra. That

s gone a few seconds later.

He bends, putting his mouth around my nipple, sucking hard.

I groan at the feeling. I reach forward and undo his jeans, freeing him. I wrap my hand around him, working him up further.

He moans over my skin, moving his mouth to my other breast, kissing every part.

Jake grabs hold of my thigh, lifting my leg to the side, his hand moves to my skirt. He drives it up, then his hand continues, higher, his mouth clamped on mine, kissing me harder and harder.

My legs are still trembling from the lust and the danger of it all. Anyone could catch us in here.

Jake hooks his fingers under my panties and pushes his finger inside me, then without hesitation, another.

I arch my back, pushing into his hand, my head falling back.


Ahh,” I moan, as his fingers move inside me.

In this moment, I

m his completely, whatever he wants me to do, I will.


I want you now,” he growls.


Yes, now.”

Then before I realise, he

s tearing my panties in two, putting a condom on, and pushing himself inside me.

I

m so accustomed to his size, that when he slides his hand under my thigh, pulling me closer, lifting my leg higher, hooking it on his hip, giving him full access, I move willingly.


Oh God, Jake,” I moan.


That

s it baby,” he breathes, briefly closing his eyes. “Feel me inside you. I

m hard like this for you only.”

I curl my fingers around the edge of the sink, holding on as Jake takes me here on it.


I need you,” he groans into my ear. “I fuckin

need you so much.”

I hold my legs tighter around him, bringing him even deeper inside me.

And I realise in this exact moment, just how much I love this man. Completely.

I

m addicted to him. And he

s an addiction I don

t think I

ll ever be able to give up.

He

s grabbing at my flesh, driving into me, making love to me, and I

m so turned on, so close to coming, that when he groans, “Come for me, baby.” I instantly do.

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