A moment later, PNC Arena came into view as everyone cheered. Greer looked across the aisle at me from where she was sitting next to Brett and gave me a wink. I smiled and nodded, understanding. We always had a way of communicating without saying a word.
Mack pulled the RV behind the stadium and pulled to a stop. Outside, fans were already waving and yelling. Craig wrapped his arm protectively around me as we made our way into the stadium.
“Why don’t you go warm up?” Craig said, going into his business mode. “You have a few minutes before the show starts.”
I nodded and followed him into the green room, along with Greer and the members of my band. Cheers and incoherent chatter came from the stadium, as butterflies fluttered inside my stomach.
“Nervous?” Greer asked, concerned.
I shrugged. “A little.”
She pulled me in for a hug. “You’ll do great.”
I nodded my thanks
“Wow! That was great!” I said, sitting in a chair as adrenaline coursed through my body.Craig laughed as he handed me a cold water bottle. “How do you feel?”“Addicted!” I said as I unscrewed the cap and took a long drink. I hadn’t realized that I was thirsty until I started drinking. “Are we going back to the hotel now? I want to stay and listen to Tasha for a while.”“No. You’ll need to stay here,” Craig replied as a gleam appeared in his eyes. “I have a feeling that she’ll want you to come out for the finale.”My eyes flew open wide. “Really?”He shrugged. “Be ready just in case. You played a half hour longer than was expected.”“No. Really?” I asked in disbelief. “Was Tasha upset?”He laughed. “Did she look upset? She was enjoying your set just as much as the crowd! As I said, I have a fe
We spent the next few months, touring around the country, and fans started recognizing me. My album was quickly climbing the charts. But all too soon, August came. School was going to start the next week, so I had to put Greer on a plane headed for home when we were in New York.“I’m going to miss you!” I said as I squeezed my sister tightly. Then, I pulled back to look into her eyes. “Promise me that you’ll e-mail me.”She laughed. “Skype would be even better.”I nodded as I dabbed at a tear in my eyes. “Yes; it would.”“Now boarding passengers on flight 462, headed for Atlanta, Georgia,” an airline attendant announced. Greer was flying into Atlanta, the hub on the east coast, and then would catch a connecting flight to West Palm Beach.“Well, this is it!” Greer said, pulling me in for another hug. Concern mixed with tears filled her eyes when she pulled back. &ldq
I shook my head as my eyebrows pulled together in concern. “What are you talking about?”Logan bit his lower lip, as if trying to find the right words. “He told me that Craig paid him to kiss you. He also said that Craig knew I was there.”My heart slammed against my ribcage as if it had just hit a concrete wall. “He what?” It was just too much to take. “He’s my manager, for heaven’s sake!”Logan cocked his head. “That’s what he said. Is it true?”I immediately rose to my feet. “How the hell am I supposed to know?!”“Shush!” Logan said, looking around. “Everyone’s looking …”“What cares?” I said, yelling at the top of my lungs. “I haven’t seen you in months, and when I do, you accuse my manager of doing something to … to …”“Get rid of me?” Logan su
After a moment, he pulled back, breathless. “You want to get something to eat first?” A devilish smile spread across my face. “Room service.” He smiled. “I was hoping you’d say that.” Then, he yelled to the driver without taking his eyes from mine. “The Pierre.” “You got it, Mac,” the driver said as he guided the cab easily through the city streets. Logan pulled me into the crook of his arm and gently stroked my face as he looked into my eyes. Then, his lips touched mine tenderly at first, but it was soon filled with passion as he ran his hand down my arm and pulled me to his chest. After a moment, he pulled back, allowing me to catch my breath. “It’s so good to see you again. I’ve missed you.” I hated to ruin the moment, but I had to get something out. “Don’t ever hurt me again.” His eyes were filled with pain, but it vanished quickly as he nodded. “I won’t.” His lips devoured mine as his hand moved down my arm, raisin
Rays of golden morning sunshine streamed in through the window as the day greeted me, wrapped in Logan’s arms. I rolled over onto his chest. His eyes were still closed. I kissed his chest tenderly, and then, slowly, his eyes began to open. “Good morning,” I said as I gave his chest one more light kiss.“Good morning,” he said as he wrapped his arms around me and rolled me over onto my back. Then, he kissed down to my stomach and gave it a kiss just under my belly button. He stopped and looked into my eyes. “Were you …”“Pregnant?”He nodded.I shook my head as pain flitted across my face. “No.”He nodded and looked at me as a tear rolled down his cheek. “I’m so sorry, Allie. I never want to be away from you again.” He wrapped his arms around my body and hugged my stomach as he leaned his head against it. “You don’t know how many times I wondered.&
After we dried off, we dressed in jeans and sweaters, and rushed out into the cool, August air. On the sidewalk, Logan whistled loudly and a cab pulled to an abrupt stop.“Nice trick!”He laughed as he placed his arm around my waist. “Come on.” He opened the back door of the cab for me, and I slid in first with Logan right behind me.“Where to?” an East Indian man with kind eyes asked.“Tiffany’s,” Logan said as he looked into my eyes.A smile broke out across his smooth caramel skin. “You got it!”We watched the high-rise buildings pass as we drove down the city streets of New York. People bustled by, each hurrying to their final destination. Each in a hurry to get nowhere. In this fast paced, fast food society, it made me wonder why people didn’t stop to enjoy life, instead of hurrying through their lives.The cab stopped, and when I looked up, there was a huge
“Do you like it?” I asked.He nodded. “But the question is: do you like it?”I smiled as tears sprang involuntarily into my eyes. “I love it.”Logan looked up at the salesman. “We’ll take these. Can you wrap them up for us, please?”A broad smile spread across the salesman’s face. “Right away, sir.”As we were walking out of Tiffany’s a few minutes later, a gleam appeared in Logan’s eyes as he took my hand. “Let’s go shopping.”I laughed. “I thought that’s what we have been doing!”“Come on. If you’re going to meet my parents, you’ll need a cocktail dress,” he said as he pulled me to the street and whistled loudly, hailing a cab.I laughed. “Really?”“Yes. They dress for dinner,” he replied when a cab came to an abrupt stop in front of us.“I&
A laugh resonated within my chest. “I thought we were going to your parents’ house tonight.”He kissed down my neck. “We have some time before we have to go.” A mischievous gleam appeared in his eyes. “We have time to play, if you like.”I smiled. “Play what? Tidily Winks?”A deep laugh burst from his lips. “Tidily Winks? Is that what they call it now?”I chuckled. “No, silly! I was only kidding. It was a board game from my childhood.”His lips curled into a seductive smile. “Well, we can play ‘Tidily Winks’ all you want. I’ll call my parents and will tell them that something came ‘up’.”I laughed. “I like the way you think.”“Good.”He gave me a sweet kiss as the elevator doors opened. He reached down for the packages that had fallen to the floor, and I did the same and then followed h
All of a sudden, Craig stood in front of us, blocking the way. Frank saw Craig approach and crossed the room. “May I speak with you both for a minute?” My heart suddenly sank, wondering what he had done to Alyssa. But I held my cool. If I hadn’t learned anything else over the years, it was to curb my jealousy. I looked down at Alyssa, and she nodded. Anyone else would have walked away and let them speak alone. But from what I remembered of Craig, there was no way in Hell that I was going to let that happen. “What is it, Craig?” Alyssa asked, stiffening. He stole a quick glance at me, and then focused on Alyssa. “Look: I’m sorry for what happened the other day … for the kiss …” I stiffened as I clenched my fists at my sides, trying to hold my cool until he finished. “… but I wanted you to know that it’ll never happen again. I’d like to continue our professional relationship, and I promise that nothing like that will ever happen again.” “It better not,”
The crowd erupted in thunderous applause once again as the mayor stepped up to the microphone.“So, eat, drink, and be merry,” Mayor Townsend said from the stage behind me as I rushed down the side stairs, fighting through the crowd, trying to get to Alyssa as quickly as I could. “But make sure to dig deep in your pockets to help Logan Ambrose and the children!”As I looked through the crowd, Frank, Alyssa, and Roxanne were standing, talking to my parents as a concerned look spread across Frank’s face. Even Craig looked concerned. I seemed to move in slow motion as I hurried to her. But the faster I moved, the slower I felt I was moving. What seemed like an eternity later, I stepped up beside Alyssa and wrapped a protective arm around her. “Mom, Dad! What are you doing here?” I asked directly, not caring how it sounded.“Why, son!” my mother began in a sickening sweet tone. “I’m here to celebrate
LoganI offered my arm to Alyssa and escorted her into the Grand Ballroom of The Plaza as Alanna walked ahead. A bellman took our coats as we walked in, revealing Alyssa’s lovely dress that fell over her body like water—very elegant and sexy. If this event hadn’t been in my honor, I would have taken her back to my condo and not let her out of the bedroom for a week.Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling and beige pillars stood along the sides of the room, as the ceiling glowed in peach lighting. An ornately decorated Christmas tree sat at the far end of the room to the right by the stage, and tables set along the edge, leaving the center of the floor open. Christmas lights hung around the room, elegantly decorated but not overly done.When Alanna slipped out of her coat, she had the attention of every man in the room with her barely-there dress. I escorted them both to the head table where Frank and Craig were sitting
Then, he pushed into me as his lips descended upon mine. He moved me to my side and lay behind me, raising my leg up over his hip, and then pushed into me again as his hand reached around and rubbed my nipples.“God. This feels good!” I said as I pushed against him, letting every inch of his wonderful dick fill me. “Don’t stop!”He pushed into me as he rubbed my nipples and then moved his hand down to my clit as he rubbed and fucked. My walls clenched around his cock as every nerve in my body screamed for release, sending me over the edge as my climax shook my body.A moment later, his cock swelled. “Fuck, Alyssa! You feel good!” he screamed as he came inside of me, pushing into me, over and over, arousing me again.This time, I pushed him back against the pillows and then straddled him backward and pushed his full cock inside of me. Then, I rode him, over and again, lifting up off him and then pushing down hard a
Logan shoved into my pussy from behind as he fondled my clit, and I pushed against him, matching his rhythm. Soon, he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him pushing into me deeper and harder than before. Then his dick swelled, sending me over the edge as I screamed out in pleasure, shuddering in climax.“Oh, God, Alyssa,” he said as he came, pushing into me over and again. “You feel so good!”“Don’t stop!” I screamed as every nerve ending in my body ignited, bubbling up inside of me until it spilled over. “I’m coming again!”Then, his cock swelled again as he kept his rhythm, pushing into me even harder. He moaned as he pushed into me and stopped for a minute as he came again. Then, he pulled back and pushed into me again, until his pulls finally slowed. He kissed my back as I leaned across the table, and then rubbed my inner thighs as he kissed my ass cheeks. “You want to continue this, or are you
Soon, I walked into the front door of my apartment. It had been twenty-four hours since I’d been there, and it seemed desolate somehow. Empty. I quickly pushed the thought aside as I hung up my coat and dressed in casual jeans and a nice blue shirt and matching light sweater—the kind that’s longer in the front than in the back.Then, I headed out to the kitchen and decided to make some good old-fashioned spaghetti and meatballs. Logan had always called it ‘comfort food for the soul’.Within minutes, I had the water for the spaghetti on to boil, the sauce cooking, and was rolling the meatballs when I heard a knock on the door. “Just a minute!” I yelled as I washed up and hurried to the door, wiping my hands on a dishtowel.I flung the door open, and Logan was leaning against the door facing. “You really should ask who it is before you open the door,” he said in a seductive voice as he handed me a bouquet of pu
I laughed at her sudden change of heart. I knew just how to manipulate her … tempt her with shopping with an unlimited credit card. “So, when can you get here? We have to go shopping soon. Christmas Eve is just a week away.”She thought for a minute as she shuffled papers in the background. “Give me today to cancel my clients and I’ll be on the first flight out.”I laughed. “Good! Can’t wait to see you! Hey! Don’t plan on going back right away! I want to go out with you on New Year’s Eve, too!”She laughed. “What? Logan not man enough for you?”I laughed. “Just get your ass here! Can’t wait to see you!”Her voice suddenly turned serious. “Yeah. Me, too.”“You okay?”There was a pause at the other end. “Same ‘ol, same ‘ol. No man at Christmas, the usual.”“Well, we’re going
AlyssaThe next morning, I left Logan sleeping on his bed, dressed, and gave him a light kiss on the forehead, careful not to wake him. He rolled over, smiling, and hugged his pillow. I loved watching him sleep. I hated to leave him, and wished I could climb back into bed with him, but I had appointments on the book. Since I had moved to New York, word had spread quickly and business was booming. A twinge of guilt pulled at my chest, because I knew a lot of it had to do with Curt.Eying the notepad and pen on Logan’s dresser, I quickly scribbled a note.My Dearest Logan:Thanks for dinner. I especially liked the ‘main course’. Come to my place for dinner tonight … and no complaining about my cooking! LOL!Until Then,AllieIt was funny. He was the one who started calling me Allie, but he was the only one who called me that all the time. Somehow, it fit. Carryi
“I’ll give you my credit card and you can go get you a dress. And don’t worry about the cost,” I whispered against her lips when I pulled back.She smirked. “You don’t have to do that. I can buy a dress.”I shook my head. “No. I want to,” I said as I placed a credit card with no limit on the table next to her plate. “Besides, you’d better get used to it.”She smiled. “What’s that supposed to mean?”I leaned closer and looked directly into her eyes. “It means that now that I found you again, I’m not going to let you go.”She was about to say something, but stopped short when the doorbell rang.“Ignore it,” I said, leaning in to give her a kiss. “It’s probably just the doorman.”But she pulled back and bit her lower lip. My heart sank at her expression, wondering what she was thinking about what I had