“I think you’ve had enough,” Damon said.
“Relax, Dad. It’s a party. We’re celebrating. Levi finally grew some balls and got his girl. Rafe and Eva are having a kid—”
“What the fuck?” Levi tensed.
“Uh, Hudson, no we’re not.” Eva frowned, looking to Rafe who just shrugged. “Why would you say that?”
“Not now, but you will. You’ll get hitched and have babies and ride off into the sunset with your little blonde-hair, gray-eyed, guitar playing kids and all live happily ever—”
“Okay, that’s it,” Damon grumbled. “I’m cutting you off.” He intercepted the beer from the bartender and refused to give it to Hudson.
“You’re no fun.”
“And you’re embarrassing yourself.”
“Lighten up, man. At least I’m a happy drunk.” Hudson slung his arm around Damon’s neck. “Did I ever tell you how much I love you, D? I’ve been thinking now that these fuckers are all wifed up, maybe you and I should... you know?” He waggled his brows, and the rest of us tried to smother our amusement.
“I’m glad you’re all finding this funny,” Damon rolled his eyes.
“Oh, look, it’s Ali boy. Ali, we love you, man.”
“Uh, thanks.” Alistair’s brows bunched together. “Everything good here?” He ignored Hudson.
“Yeah, we’re good.” Levi tightened his hold on my waist.
“Phoebe, I just wanted to apologize—”
“No apology needed.”
“Yes, well,” he grimaced, “I still feel like I let you down. Both of you.”
“Relax, Ali, it all worked out in the end.”
“You know, Dominic loved Honeybee, he wants to talk to you about—”
“No,” Levi said without hesitation. “Honeybee is Phoebe’s song. Only she gets to say what happens to it.”
Oh my.
Warmth washed over me.
“I see,” Alistair said. “Well, maybe that is a conversation for another day.”
But I already knew the answer. Levi had already given the public Drown. But Honeybee, that was ours. It was one part of him I wasn’t prepared to share with the world.
Ever.
“When do you head out?”
“Tomorrow afternoon,” Rafe replied.
“Hell yeah. Two weeks of sun, sand, sea, and s—”
“Hudson!”
“What? I was going to say salad. I need to lose a few pounds before we head to Europe.” He patted his rock-hard abs. I knew, I’d seen them enough during my time on tour with the band.
“Hmm.” Levi brushed my ear. “Two weeks of nothing but sun, sand, sea, and you. Sounds like my idea of heaven.”
My stomach clenched. This morning, I’d been resigning myself to another day fetching coffee and filing paperwork. But now, I was standing with the world’s hottest rock band on the cusp of their first world tour.
“Hey, you okay?” Levi asked.
“Yeah.” I tipped my face to his. “Just thinking how quickly life can change.”
“No regrets?” His eyes darkened.
“Only one.” His brow quirked, and I added, “Letting you walk away.”
“Sometimes you have to lose everything to realize what you had. I’ll never walk away again, Bee. And if I try, promise me you’ll make me stay.”
“I promise, Levi. I’ll be your anchor.”
Always.
We finally left the party. Security flanked the seven of us as we made our way outside to the click click click of cameras. But we never made it into the car. A commotion behind us drew our attention and we all turned to find Hudson on his knees, staring up at... Molly?
“Mol?” Eva barged through the crush to reach her best friend. “What happened? What are you doin’ here?”
Mascara-stained tears slid down her cheeks as she hiccoughed. “I- I... I got here and then security wouldn’t let me in. I- I... I waited.”
Hudson leaped and flew at the doorman, knocking his big body into the wall. “You wouldn’t let her in? Are you a fucking idiot? That’s Molly... it’s—”
“Hud.” Rafe and Damon yanked him back, directing him to one of the cars. Letty jumped into action, checking the man over
“Should we do anything?” I asked Levi.
“They can handle it.”
Eva wrapped her arm around Molly and led her to the car the guys had just shoved Hudson inside.
“Levi,” Johnson said, directing us to the first car. We slid inside and I glanced back, trying to make sure everyone was okay.
“They’ll be fine,” Levi said.
“But Molly—”
“Not our problem, Bee. Not tonight.” His eyes sparkled with wicked intent as he traced the lines of my face. “You’re really here,” he whispered, reaching out to ghost his fingers over my face. Relief washed over him, as if the events of the night were finally hitting him.
“I’m here, Levi.”
I was vaguely aware of the privacy screen rolling up, separating us from security. Part of me wondered if Levi had planned it this way.
“Alone at last.” He leaned in, brushing his lips over mine.
“Here?” I whispered.
“I need to be inside you, Phoebe,” his voice cracked, “more than I have ever needed anything else.”
“So what are you waiting for?” My lips curved.
A deep growl reverberated in his chest and then he was on me. Kissing the air from my lungs and clawing the clothes from my body.
“Levi, slow down.” Pushing him off me, I hitched my dress around my hips and straddled his legs.
“Fuck, Bee, you are fucking perfection. But if you don’t speed things up, I’m going to—”
“Patience, rock star.” I cut him off with a bruising kiss. Levi slipped his tongue into my mouth as he grabbed my hand and pressed it against his dick. “Let me take care of you,” I said, knocking his hand away. He let out an indignant huff but finally relaxed against the leather seat.
I slowly unzipped his pants, pulling him free. He was so hard and heavy in my hand. I smothered a whimper. Pumping him a couple of times, I rose up on my knees slightly and worked him inside me.
Our muted groans filled the car as I sank down on him.
“Fuck.” Levi buried a hand in my hair and kissed me deeply. “I can feel you everywhere, Bee.”
“M- move,” I choked out, overwhelmed at the feel of him.
We rocked together, slow torturous circles that hit the deepest parts of me. Levi didn’t try to take control or fuck me harder... he just went with it.
“God, it’s...” The words got stuck in my throat as he thrust inside me, short shallow strokes that had me whimpering above him.
He curved a hand around the nape of my neck, anchoring us together. “I’m never going to let you go, Bee. You’re mine now. Mine.”
“Good,” I said. “Because you’re mine too.”
My broken, black hearted bad boy of rock.
And I didn’t ever plan on letting him go.
Levi