by JA Low
Christian sits down beside me on the couch. “Evan says you want to go home for Christmas.”
I nod, it’s the truth. Sienna is like a sister to me and I need to be there for her.
“That sounds like a good idea, but it’s going to suck not spending Christmas with you this year. You know Mom and Dad are going to be disappointed that they missed you.”
Over the years I have spent Thanksgiving or Christmas with the Taylor family, seeing as mine live thousands of miles away. I love Christian’s family; they are so amazing and welcomed me with open arms. His mom confessed that I was the first girl either of the boys had brought home so she was excited, even if it was as a friend. Viv is so lovely; anytime she is in LA we always spend the day shopping up a storm.
“I know, I’ll miss them too but I can’t wait to go back home, it’s been too long.”
“So how’s your friend doing?”
“Not sure yet, I spoke to Derrick, he’s one of our friends who she is crashing with. I guess I will hear from her in a couple hours when she wakes up.”
Christian’s whiskey colored eyes sparkle at me. “You know I’m here for you,” he states, putting his arm around my shoulders and pulling me into his side. “If you need to talk or anything I’m here.” He places a kiss on my head. “I promise I’ll stop doing stupid shit so I don’t add to your stress, okay?”
Looking up at him I reply, “You should stop doing it for yourself as well. When you eventually find the right woman she is going to have your past conquests thrown in her face at every turn.”
Giving me a cheeky smile he says, “Who’s to say I haven’t already met the right woman.”
I could feel my heart start to race with the way Christian was looking at me.
“I’m talking about someone to marry, to have babies with, to do all those things.”
He rolls his eyes at me. “Why can’t we do all those things.”
“You can’t tell me you are ready to settle down, to give up everything for one woman?”
He just shrugs. “Maybe.”
I have to laugh because in all honesty I don’t believe him. I mean last night he was getting his dick sucked by groupies under the table. He is so not ready for commitment.
“How about we revisit this conversation when we are thirty-five? If we are both still exactly where we are now, why don’t you and I have a baby together?”
Has Christian been drinking the crazy Kool-Aid? Babies together? I am in shock.
“V, just think about it. My parents aren’t getting any younger and I want to give them grandbabies, they deserve it. I don’t want some random who I have to put up with for the rest of my life. You’re the only choice, you are already part of my family, I know I can trust you, I know you’re not after my money, you wouldn’t sell me out to the press, plus we already live together.”
Maybe I am high because Christian is making sense. “But…” I have no words.
“We have five plus years till we reach thirty-five, who knows maybe you’ll find some hot shot, fall in love and leave me behind.”
Rolling my eyes at him I doubt his statement to be true. “I’m not looking for love, you know that. After Kane I can’t ever trust myself to fall in love with someone ever again.”
Christian tenses when I mention Kane’s name. He eventually got put away for his crime a couple of years later. The paparazzi caught him hitting his new wife while on honeymoon. It blew up into a major scandal. Sponsors dropped him, the team dropped him; the evidence was crystal clear. The images splattered all over the media were unmistakable. It wasn’t long after that exposure that a couple of ex-girlfriends came out saying they too had been hit by him. That is when I finally stood up too. I gave my statement with the support of the band and the label. Seeing him again was hard but I told my story, and even though the court case gave me closure, I still feel like I can’t trust my instincts when it comes to men.
“I wish I could have taught that motherfucker a lesson,” Christian growls.
I rub his arm in comfort, because I know seeing me bruised and battered changed him.
“Justice was served. He lost his career, he went to jail and his wife divorced him and got all his money.”
He looks at me giving me a weak smile. “I promise I won’t ever let that happen to you again.”
I snuggle into him. “Chris it wasn’t your fault and believe me it won’t ever happen again.” I quickly change the subject because I hate talking about Kane.
“I’m going to be missing Evan’s thirtieth in Mexico. I’m going to need you to behave,” I order, elbowing him in the ribs.
“Come on, V, it’s Mexico,” he says, giving me a large smile.
I raise my eyebrow at him because I am not amused.
“Okay, fine. I promise to make sure anything crazy we do is in the privacy of our villa and not public.” He puts his hand on his heart.
“Fine but please be careful, okay?” I stress, giving him a stern look. Christian just laughs and nods.
74
Christian
“Welcome to paradise, boys.” We enter the private house we have rented out for Evan’s thirtieth and our New Year’s Eve celebrations. Waiting to greet us are a couple of gorgeous women wearing nothing but bikinis, holding a tray full of tequila shots.
“Hope they are my birthday presents,” Evan chuckles, making the girls blush as he takes a shot from the tray.
“Actually, man, your present will get here a little later and I think you might enjoy it a little bit more.” Little does he know I have organized for the two hottest porn star twins to be his birthday present for the weekend. If you have enough money you can buy anything.
“You guys are disgusting!” Isla pipes up picking up a shot glass from the tray and walking toward the pool area. Isla should be used to it all by now, fuck, she’s been our assistant from day one, plus she’s known us just as long as we have known Oscar. Isla’s only two years younger than her brother. Her and her girlfriends have always hung around watching us play. From day one Oscar warned us not to touch his little sister or we would see his fists. That was fine by me, even in high school he was this six foot six guy built like a linebacker. He looked like he just stepped off the set of Vikings with his long, blond hair and beard. His parents are Scandinavian, they moved over from London during high school, his dad worked in the oil industry. They were exotic to us Texans; we came from totally different backgrounds. When we all met up in music class we could see that he played bass like a pro. We knew then he would be an awesome addition to our band.
“Your sister is such a buzz kill, man,” I groan to Oscar. He flips me off and heads toward Isla.
The house is spectacular; it opens out to the pool area, then leads to our own private white sandy beach which melts into the turquoise ocean. I promised Ness when she left for Australia that we would behave, so I found, actually who am I kidding Isla found. It’s the perfect place for us to party paparazzi free in paradise. Speaking of Ness, fuck I miss her. I’m so used to having her around I feel like I am missing a limb now that she isn’t here. Moving away from the group I pull out my phone, I have no idea what time it is in Australia. It’s 6am, fuck that’s early. She’s going to kill me if I call her, but she’s half way across the world, she can’t hurt me from there. I make my way towards the beach so I can’t be disturbed. I press Face Time on my phone’s screen. It rings and rings and rings until finally it picks up a groggy Ness on the other end.
“Morning, gorgeous.”
Vanessa let’s out a groan, the room is dark so I can’t see her.
“Do you have any idea what time it is, Chris?”
“Yep it’s about 6am I think, give or take. Get up lazy bones.”
Another groan as she jumps out of bed, I watch her move around the room and pull open the curtains, bright sun light fills the room, my jaw drops. She’s wearing a white slip that is so thin I can see her nipples through it. I suppress a groan as my dick twitches to life, her
caramel hair is all messy from sleep, she rubs her eyes and walks out of her room and sits down outside.
“So you made it to Mexico then? I’m guessing that’s why I got an early morning wakeup call.” She’s smiling now so that’s good.
“Yeah, we are. Hey, Ness, I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.” I catch her off guard with my random comment.
Vanessa raises her eyebrows until she realizes what I mean. The view, she turns her camera around to show me where she is staying. Her parents own some exclusive health retreat in the rainforest somewhere in Australia and she’s currently there with her best friend, Sienna. I can see lush green valleys and the ocean in the distance. Swinging my camera around I show her the white sandy beach and turquoise ocean.
“I’m so jealous, that looks gorgeous.”
I turn the phone back so I can see her again. “It’s pretty nice. Wish you were here, I’ve been missing you,” I confess.
“Yeah, I miss you too. I’ll be home in a couple of weeks. But I bet you are not going to be lonely for long.” She wiggles her eyebrows at me.
“It’s not the same, Ness, no one compares to you.” The last five years I have had a crush on her, but we both agreed that we would just be friends, and honestly I’m kind of happy it’s turned out the way it has. I would have eventually fucked up and she would have ended up hating me, she would have changed jobs and looked after another band which meant I wouldn’t have her in my life. So I pass the time with groupies and easy lays because the woman I do want, I can’t have.
“Well, I’m sure you will still find something to entertain you until I get back.”
I always do. “I’ve bought Evan the best birthday presents ever.”
Vanessa groans.
“Hey, don’t be like that, he’s about to turn into an old fart.”
“Um, Chris hate to break it to you, you’re not as young as you used to be, you’re only a couple of years behind him.”
Ignoring her point, I continue, “Anyway I thought he should start his thirties with a bang so I bought him twins.”
Vanessa is quiet for a moment. “Twins?”
“Yeah, there are these porn star twins and you can hire them for private shows and stuff, so I did. They are his to play with for the weekend.”
She makes a gagging sound on the end of the phone. “Chris that is gross. Thank fuck I’m not there to witness this.”
“Yeah me too, I’m pretty sure you’re not going to like what I’ve got planned.”
“Don’t worry I’m sure Isla will fill me in.”
Of course she will. “Whatever, I’m going to get her drunk and hopefully she will just pass out and we can party without her telling on us,” I grumble. I love Isla but the fact that she rats us out to Vanessa whenever she can is annoying but I know she is just protecting us. We’ve done some stupid shit in the past and Ness has saved our asses because Isla has filled her in sooner rather than later.
“Go easy on her okay, she never gets a break from you guys. Go buy her a massage or something like that, help her relax. I’m sure watching your brother fuck a million groupies’ night after night will make anyone tense.”
Great idea, Isla needs to get laid. Oscar is like a Rottweiler around her. Any guy that shows any interest in Isla he looms over cracking his knuckles like some cave man. “Yeah, Ness, I think you’re right.”
“Of course I am. Your life is so much easier when you follow what I say.”
I chuckle because it’s the truth. “I better go, Ness, there’s drinking to be done.” I look at the boys hanging around the pool with more bikini clad staff.
“Yeah, yeah, okay, well have fun. Stay safe and…I miss you.”
Hearing those three little words I miss you makes my heart ache a little, fuck not a little, a hell of a lot.
“Miss you too, Ness.”
Then she’s gone and I feel it deep in the pit of my stomach. Shaking off my darkened mood I join the rest of the boys by the pool.
“Happy New Year,” Vanessa screams down the phone with her friends filling up the small screen. It’s early in the morning here after another huge night and I guess Ness is getting me back for waking her up early the other day. She looks drunk but happy as she parties on the beach with what looks to be a million other people.
“Happy New Year, guys,” I shout back, not sure why I’m shouting when it’s dead quiet here. Thankfully I’m alone in bed otherwise that would have been kind of embarrassing, a lot of women don’t like it when Vanessa calls me and if any of the women give her shit then they are out the door.
“Here’s Derrick, talk to him,” Vanessa says, shoving the phone toward some guy. Derrick, apparently is Sienna’s best friend and our soon to be new tour stylist.
“Hey, sexy.” Derrick smiles at me but his attention is pulled away, his eyes widen. “What the fuck are you girls doing?” he yells, making me sit straight up in my bed, I’m now fully awake.
“Derrick, what’s going on?” I try to get his attention which is hard when you are sober and the other person is drunk. I can hear people screaming and having a good time. “Derrick,” I scream again trying to get his attention.
“Oh shit sorry, Christian, I forgot you were there. Um the girls have decided to do a nudie run into the ocean.”
My jaw drops to the ground, what the fuck? No! No one is supposed to see Vanessa naked, that’s not fair. “Derrick, turn the fucking screen around,” I yell, this seriously can’t be happening. He slowly turns it around and all I see is darkness. Finally, two shadowy figures come into view and I can make out their womanly physiques walking toward Derrick. When they come into the light, I am speechless. Fuck me; there she is naked as the day she was born with one arm crossed over her nipples and the other cupping her pussy. My dick is standing to attention; this is kind of like a wet dream I’ve had before.
“Vanessa, put some fucking clothes on!” I scream through the phone which makes her laugh. She drops her arms, I can see her fully naked body, her eyes locking on me as she slowly bends down and picks up her dress. Her lush tits on display for the whole fucking world to see. I’m not amused at all. Looking at her bare pussy glistening from her ocean dip, I can see the water running down her taut stomach over her mound and I want to chase it with my tongue. Not soon enough, her body is covered again and I can let out a steady breath.
“Happy New Year, Chris,” she says, blowing a kiss into the camera then she’s gone, leaving me with a fucking hard on the size of Mount Rushmore.
75
Vanessa
Sienna and Derrick arrived from Australia yesterday and I can’t believe their ugly mugs are here. Its a life time ago that Sienna and I were single together and now I have my girl back; I couldn’t be happier. I’m throwing them a welcome to LA party tonight; hopefully it will help them settle in here before we start touring. Fingers crossed Si will want to stay on and we can hang out again just like the old days.
Sienna looks stunning tonight and I hate that I have to walk out on her but stupidly I am on my way to pick up Nick, my cougar bait, as Christian calls him. Yes, he is a lot younger than I am but seriously the boy is hot as fuck. His body is nothing but muscle and his dick is the size of my damn forearm. It sucks that he has no idea how to use it. Maybe men with big dicks don’t have to try compared to normal guys, it’s a shame really. I’m trying to subtly train him so that I can get some benefit from his stamina. I’m currently driving to his house because he is over an hour late to the party and last I heard he was going to take a nap after catching the red eye from New York where he had a photo shoot. Nick is an indie actor just starting to make the big time. He will start filming on a new TV show soon which has an incredible buzz around it with some really well established actors as part of the team. I pull up to his Hollywood Hills home that he shares with a motley crew of actors in various stages of their careers. It’s one big frat party most of the time. Jumping out of my car I walk along the crushed stone path. They always forget to lock
the front door so I turn the knob, it opens and I walk into a quiet house, the only sound is the click clacking of my heels across the tiled floor. Where is everyone? There are usually a couple guys playing video games? Or working out in the gym they have set up on the back deck. Where is he? Maybe he’s still asleep? I make my way toward his room as I notice his jeans at the bottom of the stairs, then his shirt, then his boxer shorts. Messy fucker. Then my eyes notice along with it is a black dress and black lace panties. My heart begins to race. You little fucker! Tension runs through my body as I reach the top of the stairs. That’s when I hear the sounds, porn star moaning, coming from the bedroom. Pushing the door open I find my ‘kind of boyfriend’ balls deep in his new co-star. She is riding him like a cowgirl, putting on an Oscar worthy performance in the fake orgasm category, one I am very familiar with.
“Shit, Ness,” Nick screams, seeing me standing in the doorway. I should be pissed, I should be upset but I’m not and that is the upsetting part of it all. How the hell have I become the girl that isn’t crying over her pseudo boyfriend fucking someone else?
“That’s quite a performance you are putting on, sweetheart. I now understand how you won an Emmy.” I turn on my heel and walk back out the door.
“Ness, wait. Babe I’m sorry it sort of just happened…we were practicing lines and…”
Turning in the middle of the glass staircase to look at him, I had to question how smart he was, seriously was he saying that he was practicing lines and then his penis just accidentally fell into her?
“Nick, save it. It is what it is. Good luck.” I continued my descent.
“Ness, shit I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. Can we, you know still catch up?”
The nerve of that fucker. I flip him the bird as I slam his front door. Jumping into my car the false bravado I have been holding onto crumbles as I burst into tears, banging my head against the steering wheel. Seriously how the hell could I have been so fucking stupid? Pulling into my driveway moments later I stay in my car trying to collect myself before I enter the party.
