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California

Chapter Nine

“Shush, be quiet, you’ll wake them up!” I heard a voice say. I then heard snickering and pried my left eye open. I saw the guys standing there with smirks on their faces and Vic even had his phone out. I glared at them and snuggled closer into Mikey’s chest.

“Have a good night?” Jaime asked. The rest of them burst into laughter. I swear they act like thirteen year old boys sometimes. I felt Mikey stir next to me and groan. I looked up and saw the confusion on his face when everyone was staring at him.

“What?” he asked, his voice groggy and sexy.

I giggled. “They’re being creepy,” I replied.

“Are not! You two just look so cute,” Tony said.

“Well go away,” I mumbled. They smirked and Mike wiggled his eyebrows as they walked away. I yawned and turned back to Mikey. He was smiling down at me.

“Good morning, beautiful.” He leaned down and gave me a kiss.

“I love you,” I said.

“I love you too.”

“You guys make me sick,” Mike spoke up. We looked to see him standing in the doorway making puking motions. I rolled my eyes.

“Shut up, you giraffe.” He feigned hurt and then laughed, walking away. I looked to Mikey. “What you do want to do today?”

“Be with you,” he whispered and kissed my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair. “We can go to dinner tonight if you’re feeling better. We’ll go to somewhere fancy.” I nodded and kissed his cheek.

***

“Why do I need a new dress?” I asked as Jess and Alysha dragged me through the store. There were dresses lining every wall and every rack. It was a little overwhelming.

“Because it’s a nice place! You can’t wear that green one that you always wear,” Jess answered, looking through a rack.

“How about this?” Alysha held up a short black dress. I shook my head.

“No, I can’t pull that off. But you should buy it.” She looked at it and then held it up to herself in a nearby mirror, nodding.

“What color do you want?” Jess asked, pointing to another rack. I sighed and started going through them. Too bright, too informal, too dark, too long, and too short. It seemed impossible.

“I don’t know.”

“What is this for, anyway? Is it a late Valentine’s dinner?” Alysha asked.

“Kind of. Last night I was sick, so he just brought me over soup. We exchanged presents and watched a movie.”

“Aw, he brought you soup?”

“Yeah,” I smiled.

“What did he get you?” Jess asked, holding up a pink dress. I shook my head and she put it back.

“This necklace,” I said, holding it out with my finger for them to see. Alysha smiled and Jess nodded approvingly. “And a little poem.”

“What’d the poem say?”

I blushed. They both looked at me quizzically. “It said he loved me.”

“Shut up,” Alysha said at the same moment Jess did. I nodded and they both squealed, pulling me into a hug. I laughed and embraced them back. We pulled apart and started combing through the mounds of dresses.

“What happened after that?” Alysha asked.

“We watched a movie.” They both stared at me. “What?”

“You didn’t have sex or anything?”

I shook my head. “No, we had a really nice kiss, but then we watched a movie.”

“Let me get this straight, he writes you a love poem and you didn’t end up having sex?” Alysha asked.

I shook my head. “I told him I wasn’t ready a few weeks ago.”

“Well are you ready now?” Jess asked, holding another dress up that I rejected. I bit my lip and blushed.

“I’m pretty sure. He hasn’t pressured me at all, and I really love him. He treats me better than I’ve ever been treated and I don’t think I’d regret opening myself up to him in that way. It’s just…” I trailed off and sighed, moving to the next rack.

“It’s just what?”

“I thought we might have sex last night, but he asked if I wanted to watch a movie. I think when I told him I wasn’t ready, he decided to not make any more moves.”

“Then tell him you’re ready,” Alysha commented.

“I don’t know how. If he doesn’t make a move then I think it might be weird to just bring it up.”

“No, it won’t. He’ll probably be relieved you brought it up so he wouldn’t have to try to guess when you’d be ready.”

I shrugged. “I guess you’re right. I’ll talk to him about it tonight.” A squeal from Jess made me jump and I looked over to her.

“I found the perfect dress!” she exclaimed. She held up a dark blue, knee length dress that looked absolutely amazing.

I smiled. “That’s the dress.”

***

I had just finished getting ready in Jaime and Jess’s room because the plug in mine was broken, when there was a knock at the hotel room door. I pushed my boobs up and exited the bathroom. I walked into the room and twirled around. “What do you think?”

“He’s going to want to tear that dress right off,” Alysha beamed. Jaime and Jess nodded.

“You look beautiful,” Tony smiled. I grinned and took a deep breath, walking over to the door. I opened in and my breath caught in my throat. Mikey was wearing dark jeans and a white button down with a suit jacket over it.

“You look stunning,” he said as he looked me over.
I smiled. “Ditto.” He pulled his hands out from behind his back and handed me a chocolate bar. I giggled.

“What’s this for?” He shrugged. “I went with the lads to the store today and I know you like that kind, so I got it.” I leaned up and gave him a kiss before leaning back into the room and setting it on the desk, threatening Jaime not to eat it. He held his hand out to me as I stepped out, which I gladly took. His touch always sent a bolt of electricity through my bones.

We walked to the restaurant, which was on the same street as the hotel. He held the glass door open for me and curtsied as I walked by him, making him chuckle. Mikey slid his hand around my waist as we approached the check in counter. A young blonde wearing an elegant dress smiled at us. “Hi, how may I help you?”

“We have a reservation under Chapman,” Mikey responded. She looked down at the leather bound book and nodded.

“Right this way,” she said as she led us to our table. He thanked her as she walked away. We sat down and he immediately placed his cloth napkin on his lap.

I smiled. “Such a well-rounded gentleman.”

He beamed at me as I did the same and we picked up our menus. I looked it over for several moments and was torn between the mushroom ravioli and the sirloin steak sautéed with mushrooms. I looked over my menu and asked, “Do you know what you’re getting?”

He nodded. “The sirloin steak with mushrooms. What about you, love?”

I blushed. I’ll never get used to that. “I cannot decide between that and the mushroom ravioli.”

He folded his menu and placed it in front of him. “Why don’t you get the ravioli and you can try some of my steak?” I put my menu down as well and smiled.

“Sounds good.”

Our waiter approached us and gave us a smile. He handed us each straws and took out a small notebook, asking for our order. I bit my lip and looked down, preparing myself. To my surprise, Mikey ordered for me. “I’ll have the sirloin steak with mushrooms, and the lady will have the mushroom ravioli.”

“And to drink?” Mikey briefly met my eyes and I mouthed ‘water’ to him. He nodded and told the waiter, who took our menus and walked off in the direction of the kitchen. I smiled at Mikey.

“Thanks. I didn’t think you’d remember.”
“Of course I do! That’s the day I had Carl’s Jr. for the first time,” he paused. “And the day you and Jaime were very touchy.”

“Aw, were you jealous?” I teased.

He blushed. “Yeah, I was. I thought I’d never get a shot.” I smiled warmly at him and interlaced our fingers across the table. We stared into each other’s eyes for several minutes before the waiter returned with our food and drinks. He set them down in front of us and walked away.

I pierced some ravioli with my fork and popped it into my mouth. I chewed thoughtfully, enjoying the delicious taste. I swallowed and exclaimed in unison with Mikey, “You’ve got to try this!” We chuckled and I held out my fork for him to taste. He took the ravioli and nodded as he chewed.

“That is very good. Here, try this,” he cut a piece of steak off and held it out to me. I chewed it and swallowed.

“That’s good too.”

“Can I ask you something?” I spoke after a few moments of us holding hands across the table and quickly making progress on our dishes.

He smirked at me. “You just did.” I rolled my eyes.

“Stop being a dork, it’s serious.”

He shrugged. “What is it?”

“What’s going to happen when the tour is over and you have to go back?” I asked quietly. It had been gnawing at my brain for a couple of days now and I needed to know if this was just a fling to him that he’d forget about once he went back to the UK or if it was serious.

He frowned. “I’m open to long distance if you are. We can take turns flying out and you’d get to meet my mum. We could call each other every day and have weekly Skype dates. I’m not willing to lose you just because I live in a different country.”

A broad smile made its way onto my face. “I like the sound of that.” He grinned and put my hand to his lips, giving me a tender kiss. The rest of the meal was eaten in peaceful silence, except for my occasional giggle when he’d make a funny face at me. He paid the bill and left a generous tip as we walked out. We walked hand-in-hand under the moonlight and dim streetlamps until we reached the hotel. We took the elevator up to the room we had booked together. “I love you,” Mikey said quietly as he unlocked the room.

“I love you too,” I replied as he pushed the door open and turned on the light. I walked in and kicked my flats off into the corner, glad to finally let my feet breathe. I stepped in front of the dresser mirror and took my mother’s pearl earrings off. I looked over to Mikey, who was still standing near the door with a dreamy look on his eyes.

“What?” I questioned as I set the earrings down.

He sighed. “You’re so incredibly beautiful.” He closed the distance between us and held my face in his hands as he kissed me. As he was about to pull away I grabbed his hair and brought his head down so I could whisper in his ear.

“I want you to make love to me.”

He pulled back and looked into my eyes. “Are you sure?” I nodded and he grinned, crashing our lips together in a passionate kiss. He placed his hands on the small of my back, cradling me close to him. I placed my hands under his jacket and tossed it to the floor. I started undoing the buttons on his shirt as he led me to the bed and gently placed me down on it, hovering over me.
He had his hand running up and down my thigh as I slowly undid the last button and took it off. I ran my fingers over his bare skin, making him tremble. I smiled into the kiss and he did as well, slowly rubbing his jeans in between my legs. He pulled away for a second and pressed his forehead against mine. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

He slid his hand up my thigh, moving it until the dress slipped over my head. His eyes devoured every inch of my body. His eyes froze on the faded pink and white scars that littered my hips underneath my tattoo and down to the middle of my thighs. The wolf on my thigh covered most of them, and they weren’t nearly as raised and harsh as they used to be. He searched my eyes, gentle understanding filling his as he smiled softly. He reattached our lips and traced the scars gently. He continued slowly grinding his hips into mine. I moaned as he bit my lip, already feeling myself get wet.

He moved his kisses to my jaw, gently nibbling my ear. I tugged on his hair as he started a trail of kisses down my neck. He stopped at my breasts and slipped his hand behind my back, popping my bra off with one swift motion. He began massaging one of my breasts while he continued kissing and sucking on the other one. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, my hands roaming towards his butt and squeezing. He switched between breasts for a few minutes, expertly leaving small hickeys and butterfly kisses all over them. Mikey began kissing down my stomach and gradually slid my panties down my legs and tossed them to the side. He sat up on his knees for a moment, his eyes grazing over every part of my body. I ran a hand through my hair and smiled, feeling more comfortable with him than I have with any other man I’ve been with.

“You’re breathtaking,” he whispered. He leaned back down, placing kisses on my thighs. He grabbed my knees and slowly spread them apart, leaning down. He slid his tongue down painfully slowly and I shivered. He stopped to smirk at me. He softly began rubbing my clit with one of his hands while his tongue traced imaginary shapes and letters. I gripped the pillow tightly as he worked. He quickened his pace and I moaned, “Oh, Mikey,” which made him go even faster. I felt a familiar fire start to swell in my abdomen and I knew I was close. He flicked his tongue and I lost it, my back arching as I moaned his name.

I panted heavily as he kissed up my body. He placed a gentle kiss on my lips and I smiled. I deepened the kiss, tangling my fingers in his hair. I slid my hands down his chest and undid his belt. He helped me slide them down and he kicked them off. I let my eyes wander over him and I was surprised at how big he was. I kissed him again as he reached his hand out to the drawer beside the bed. He opened the condom and I helped him slide it on. He lined up with my entrance and looked at me. “You’re sure?”

“Never been surer,” I whispered breathlessly. He smiled at me again and cautiously pressed his hips forward. I gasped and held my breath as I got used to his size. After the original pain subsided I nodded towards him. He slowly began rocking his hips and he leant down to kiss me again. I moaned his name loudly and pulled his hair as he picked up his pace. He fondled one of my breasts as he moved, using his mouth to nip at my neck and shoulders.

“Fuck,” he moaned as his hips went even faster. I kissed his shoulder as he bit down forcefully on my shoulder. I could feel his body heat and sweat dripping on me and I loved every second of it. I felt myself getting close and he pressed his forehead against mine, staring into my eyes. I pressed our lips together once more and we both climaxed at the same time. He continued rocking his hips as we both rode out our orgasms and pulled out of me. He tied the condom and threw it in the trash bin a few feet away. He kissed me passionately and laid down beside me.
I turned onto my side so I could look into his eyes. I wiped some of his sweaty orange hair out of his face and kissed his nose. “I love you, Mikey.”

“I love you, Sky.”

In that moment, everything was perfect. If only that could have lasted.

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