She dragged me out of the bus and into the packed building that was now overflowing with groupies and fans. I felt like I was naked in a room full of people. I let my hair fall over my face to help hide myself as we twisted through the maze of halls and through security.
Damaged was finishing up the last song of their set, and as I listened to Tucker"s smooth voice sing about love, I completely forgot what I was so worried about. Sarah and I sang along. We swayed to the music as Sarah stared at Eric with a far-off look in her eye.
"I see you staring," I joked as I b.u.mped her with my shoulder. She shot me a playful glare, tucking her hair behind her ear.
"Nothing in the rules about looking."
The chorus faded out as the crowd grew impossibly loud, begging for an encore. Tucker waved to the crowd and thanked them for coming, and as his eyes fell on me, his words caught in his throat. I could feel the blush crawl over my body from my toes all the way to my cheeks as his lips curled up in a flirtatious grin.
"Maybe one more song. How does that sound?" He spoke into the microphone and everyone went wild. Sarah and I yelled and clapped along with them, getting lost in the moment. Tucker turned to the band and they all nodded before they began to play. It took a moment to recognize the song as it was being played with guitars and a steady tapping of the drum, but when Tucker began to sing, my heart melted.
Visions of the first time Tucker and I had made love flashed in my thoughts, and I could tell by the look in his eye that he was lost in the memory of us together as well.
I had a big dopey grin plastered across my face as he sang the last line in front of thousands of people, but I was the only one he saw. I had never felt so treasured and beautiful as I did when I saw the way Tucker looked at me.
We were a million miles from our turbulent past, and I couldn"t wait to be even further into our future. The idea of a family of our own still terrified me, but I had no doubt in my mind that when that time did come, Tucker would be an amazing father. All of my worries and fears of coming on this tour washed away.
As he stepped down from the stage, he hesitated, his eyes taking in the tiny black dress. His fingers slid over my hip, and he squeezed gently.
"You look incredible." His tongue rolled over his lips and warmth spread from my belly as his eyes darkened.
"You signing, Tuck?" Terry called from behind us, and Tucker let his forehead fall against mine as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"Don"t you go anywhere," he said as he took a step back and made his way to his fans.
GOOD GUYS FINISH last." Terry laughed, hitting Eric on the chest. "Ain"t that right, Ca.s.s?"
"Um . . . I don"t know." I shrugged.
"Don"t be such a f.u.c.king pervert," Sarah scolded him before her gaze landed on Eric. "They do if they want to hit it again." She winked, and he grinned wickedly back at her as Tucker slid between them. His hand gripped the side of my neck, and he pulled my lips against his in a sensual kiss. My knees went weak and his other hand looped around my lower back and he held me against him as his tongue slid across my lower lip.
"How am I supposed to keep my hands off you when you wear things like this?" He c.o.c.ked his head to the side as his eyes danced over my barely concealed body.
"It was Sarah"s idea." I tucked a curl behind my ear.
"Smart girl."
Sarah patted Tucker on the back as she and the guys walked by us to head backstage. His hand slid lower onto my b.u.t.t, and he gave it a gentle squeeze.
"You"re going to miss your party." I looped my arms around his neck, desperate to be closer.
"f.u.c.k the party."
I pushed my lips against his, letting my fingers tangle in his dark messy hair. He groaned against my mouth, and I could feel how badly he wanted me as he pushed his hips against mine.
"If she won"t f.u.c.k you, I will, Tucker," a crazy fan screamed from the other side of the guardrail, effectively ruining our romantic moment.
"I"m sorry," he whispered in my ear with his cheek pressed against mine. I closed my eyes, inhaling coconut and soap before taking a step back. I hated not being able to hug and kiss my boyfriend in public. It was definitely something that would take some getting used to.
Tucker gave me an apologetic look as he took my hand, lacing our fingers together and pulling me toward the door to backstage.
The party was in full swing, and bodies spilled into every hall. Tucker placed his arm over my shoulder and kept me tucked into his side as we navigated our way to the main room. It didn"t take long to locate the band. Chris was standing on a chair and yelling out dirty jokes to anyone who would listen, which, unsurprisingly, was a lot of girls in skimpy clothes. I suspected that he could recite the dictionary and they would still be in awe.
My self-consciousness flew out the window as I watched a woman bouncing topless on the shoulders of Derek from Filth. My heart sank, and I hoped that Sarah was not anywhere near him.
"What"s wrong?"
I realized I was squeezing Tucker"s hand and relaxed my grip.
"Just worried about Sarah."
Tucker nodded, running his hand over his hair from back to front.
"What is it?" I asked, angling toward him so I could read his face.
"Nothing."
"What?"
Tucker sighed and took a step back from me, his eyes going to the drop ceiling before landing back on me.
"She"s an awesome chick, and I am glad you have found a friend."
"But?" I took a step closer to him.
"She"s had it rough, and she can get kind of . . . intense."
I laughed and I saw his face change from concerned to downright confused.
"She"s had it rough?" I asked, making sure I had heard him correctly.
"Look, I know you didn"t have it easy either, and you turned out just fine. More than fine. But not everyone handles stress and heartache the way you do. I"m not saying she is a bad person. She"s a cool chick."
I c.o.c.ked an eyebrow at his choice of words and he rolled his eyes.
"You know what I mean. She"s a nice person. Just be careful. She tends to push people away."
"I"ll be careful." I leaned forward and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Thanks for looking out for me."
"That"s my job." Tucker looped his arm around my neck and pulled my head to his as we continued to navigate through the crowd.
"I don"t need anyone to take care of me," I reminded him as my eyes fell on Sarah and Eric.
"Yeah, I know. You have told me that before," he joked as he followed my gaze, and the smile slipped from his face.
"You have a problem with those two getting together?"
His arm flexed behind my neck and I knew the answer to my question.
"Those two are a ticking f.u.c.king time bomb, sweetheart. Don"t say I didn"t warn you." As soon as the words left his mouth, he nodded to Eric who returned the gesture. "Let"s go watch the train wreck."
On our path to the others we grabbed a few beers from some random groupie who had no problem running her hand over the front of my boyfriend"s jeans while his arms were around me. He took a step back out of her reach. I raised my gla.s.s and Tucker placed his arm in front of mine, keeping me from spilling my beer all over her, but the look on his face was one of amus.e.m.e.nt.
"She has it coming." I tipped the cup to my lips and downed half the contents in a single gulp.
"Choose your battles wisely. We have had enough to last us a lifetime." He tilted his cup to his lips and took a drink.
"I know. I"m sorry. This is a lot to get used to."
"Trust me. I get it." We had made our way to Sarah and E and we both said h.e.l.lo politely. "Just remember who is bunking with me tonight."
"Oh, s.h.i.t. I don"t want to listen to that s.h.i.t." Eric looked revolted.
"You can stay on our bus," Sarah suggested as she took a drink from her cup.
"Yeah, I"m sure Derek would give you a warm welcome," Tucker said to no one in particular. He was right. Sarah and Derek had a volatile relationship, and the last thing Damaged needed was a rift between them and their opening act. We still had to finish out this tour in some measure of peace.
"f.u.c.k Derek," Eric replied, and Tucker clenched his jaw. Eric was the type of guy that went against the grain and refused to listen to reason.
"*f.u.c.k Derek"?" a voice called from behind us, and I was thankful that it was Terry and not another member of Filth.
I could tell it rattled Sarah who slid farther away from Eric.
"You need a refill?" I asked over the music that began to fill the awkward silence.
"Sure." She smiled as she grabbed my hand, tugging me out of Tucker"s arms. I didn"t want to have any part of Damaged"s heated conversations, and I knew Sarah had realized that she had placed Eric in a bad position.
"What are you doing?" I asked when we had gotten far enough away that we weren"t in danger of being overheard.
"I just want what you and Tuck have. It"s not fair." She was clearly already drunk, but she still grabbed a bottle of Jack and poured a few shots into her gla.s.s, holding the bottle up to offer me some. I shrugged and let her fill my solo cup about halfway with the amber liquid.
"I get it." I took a small drink, cringing at the nasty warmth of the alcohol.
"My ex is dictating my happiness. It"s not fair. I just want to be able to live my life and be happy."
"I"ve been there. Trust me. I had a pretty rocky relationship before Tucker." I relaxed my throat and took a bigger drink, wishing I hadn"t brought up my past.
"Yeah? How"d you get him to leave you alone?"
"Tucker killed him." All of the air left my lungs, and I immediately regretted my words.
"You are so twisted." She laughed and downed her shots in one sip.
I was thankful she a.s.sumed I was joking and I wouldn"t have to go into the horrid details of that final night with Jax.
"Another?" She grabbed the bottle, shaking it in her hand as the contents sloshed against the gla.s.s.
I glanced back at the guys who looked like they were still in the middle of a heated conversation, and I had no desire to play referee to a bunch of angry rockers.
"Absolutely," I yelled over the music as I held out my cup. A hand slinked up the back of my dress and caused me to jump, and the brown liquid poured over my hands. "What the h.e.l.l?"
"Jesus, Ca.s.s, I"m sorry!" Sarah apologized for the mess, oblivious to why I was upset. I spun around and was face-to-chest with a man covered in tattoos and with a bull ring dangling from his nose.
"What the h.e.l.l is wrong with you, a.s.shole?" I yelled, gathering the attention of a few bystanders.
"Since when do groupies get upset when someone wants some a.s.s? You don"t have to be a f.u.c.king b.i.t.c.h." He laughed, sticking out his pierced tongue between his teeth.
"I"m not a groupie, you f.u.c.king pervert!" I pulled back my fist, fully intending to hit him right on that stupid target dangling from his face when Sarah shoved me aside and cracked him across his cheek. The sound of her slap was so loud that even the tattooed freak looked to me in stunned silence as he tried to figure out what the h.e.l.l had just happened.
"Who"s the b.i.t.c.h now?" Sarah was laughing like a maniac as she continued to taunt the guy. Tucker and the rest of the band had shoved anyone who was in their way aside and now were standing behind the a.s.s-grabber looking positively livid. Great.
"It"s fine. It"s over," I yelled, holding out my hands to keep them back, but the guy had a death wish and turned around to face them, wiping his lip that had split against his teeth.
"Did he touch you?" Tucker looked around the man to me, not the least bit fazed by the way the guy was staring him down.
"Tucker . . ."
"Answer the question." He wasn"t in the mood, and I certainly didn"t want to be on the receiving end of his bad att.i.tude, but I also wasn"t going to let him get thrown in jail over this douche bag.
"It was a misunderstanding, and it"s over." I looked to Sarah who nodded in agreement.
"See, just a misunderstanding," the guy chuckled. "Turns out she f.u.c.king liked it."
As the words left his mouth so did a spray of blood, followed by what looked like a tooth, but I couldn"t be sure it wasn"t the barbell from his tongue. Terry was on top of him the second he hit him, grabbing his shirt and yanking him toward the back door. A security guard pushed his way through the crowd of onlookers and grabbed the guy by the arm, yanking him away from Terry. Another joined him and together they hauled the jerk out of the back entrance. I didn"t know what they did with him from there, but I was sure I wouldn"t lose any sleep over it.
"Is this going to happen after every concert?"
Sarah laughed and shook her head, and we both looked at the band.
"I guess that means the party is over." Tucker ran his hand over his hair the way he always does when something is on his mind.
"We can hang out a little longer if you want." I shrugged, and Tucker gave me one of his heart-stopping smiles.
"Yeah? You haven"t had enough of this yet?"
"That"s what she said!" I yelled with a laugh and Sarah snorted.
"No, Ca.s.s. Just no." Eric put up his hand with a dead-serious look as he shook his head in mock disappointment.
"Whatever. That was a good one." The other guys laughed at me as they refilled their cups. I held mine out for a few more shots, my body already warming as the liquor spread throughout my veins.
Tucker wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his chin on my shoulder.
"I love this dress on you, but maybe it isn"t such a good idea to have you walking around like that at the after-parties."
"I can take care of myself, Tucker." I rolled my eyes, knowing I was sounding like a broken record. He was only concerned for my safety, but he didn"t need to be. I needed to learn how to be independent, fierce, like Sarah. He wouldn"t always be able to stand up for me.
"I know you can take care of yourself." He turned me around in his arms. "But I don"t want you to ever get hurt again. That motherf.u.c.ker got off easy. I should have beaten his a.s.s." His fingers slid along my jaw and over my lips. His gaze dipped to my mouth. I could feel the anger rolling off him in waves, but he tried to conceal it.