"Could you guys quiet down!" I had strained my throat from screaming so much. The guys had just finished another show and I was still editing the photos from the last one. "What are ya workin' on anyway, Oms?" Jaime popped up behind me. "I'm editing photos from your show in Utah." "Take a break, have some fun!" Jaime closed the lid of my Macbook and shoved a beer in my face. I chuckled, "That's the problem, all I've been doing is having fun for these past few weeks, and I'm getting behind in my work." "Party now, work later" Mike said slurring each word. "I think you're doing enough partying for all of us, Michael." I scoffed. I grabbed my laptop and exited the bus, I needed some alone time.

As I walked towards the front of the bus I found Tony sitting on the ground with his guitar. So much for alone time. Tony looked up at me with tired eyes. I stepped back "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you, I'll just go back inside." "No, wait" Tony extended a hand, "Sit down, take a seat." I sat down next to him Indian style. "You okay?" I asked looking over at him. "Yeah, I'm fine, just needed some quiet time I guess. How about you, are you okay?" he asked. I shrugged, "Yeah, I needed some quiet time too, the guys are driving me crazy in there and I can't finish up this work." "Work?" Tony asked. "Yeah, I'm trying to edit these shots from the Utah show last week." "Oh, right." Tony said, "Can I see them?" I sucked in a breath, I didn't want to show anyone the unfinished product. "I uh, well, only a few of them-" Tony cut me off as usual by picking up my Macbook and flipping it open. I grimaced while I waited for his reaction. "Woah, and these are the unedited ones? They're amazing Oms, fucking amazing. Just like the girl who took them." Tears suddenly started filling my eyes, I tried to blink them away but they kept coming. Tony looked over at me "What, hey, don't cry, why are you crying?" I looked into his eyes " I just can't believe I'm sitting next to you right now, after all the dark times I've been through. When I was at my lowest, I told myself there was something that was keeping me here on this earth for a reason, and I think that reason is this one moment, with you." Tony practically threw my laptop aside as he went to climb on top of me. "I've wanted you since the day we met." He whispered, "Then do it." I moaned. "Not yet." He said as he began to unbutton my shirt and plant tiny kisses on my neck. He finished unbuttoning my shirt and continued with my bra. He began rubbing me through my shorts. I let out a moan and as a reaction he began slowly grinding against me. I couldn't take anymore, "Tony, please, I need you inside of me." I begged. Tony pulled off my shorts and panties in one swift movement and inserted two fingers into me. "Oh God, Tony plea-" my pleas we cut short by the sound of a door swinging open and someone vomiting in the background. I recognized one voice as Vic's "Ha Mike, you owe me ten bucks! I told you you'd puke before you passed out!" "Hey Naomi, you better come take a picture of this!" I looked up at Tony and he unmounted me, as if reading my thoughts. "Duty calls." I sighed as I got myself redressed. Tony grabbed me by the arm and looked me dead in the eyes, "I hope to God you don't think this is over yet."