the crowd around the band members, a small smile on her face as
she heard the voice of the lead singer. "Eating dinner."
Spencer
sounded angry. "Get your ass back to the hotel, or I’ll come hunt you
down."
"Oh
my God, you act like I’m a runaway or something. I’ll go back." Some of
the people heard her speaking, their ears perking up a little because she
wasn't speaking the native language. "You said he was late anyways, so
what’s the difference?"
"Get
your ass to the lobby."
"No,
I’m not even at the hotel, so I can't."
"Where
are you, then?"
"Umm…"
She looked toward the lobby where she could see Spencer waiting, her eyes
wandering over to the band members that were walking out behind her. "That
one place with the…umm…" If she were braver, she would’ve said hello like
every other love struck girl, but instead she just walked ahead of them, trying
to blend in with their group.
"Get
back here now, or I will do more than bite you. Your little friend, Natalie,
looks pretty tasty right now."
"If
you—" Someone tapped her on the shoulder, and Ashleigh quickly turned,
hanging up on Spencer.
"You’re
staying on our floor?" Caleb sent her a perfect smile, and Ashleigh tried
not to stare at him.
Ashleigh
smiled awkwardly, the nervousness apparent in her voice, her hands fidgeting
with the thick strap of her purse. "I don’t think so."
"What
floor are you staying on?" Caleb started walking with her, dark makeup
around his baby blue eyes, which intensified them and directed all focus on his
face there.
His
hair was a dark black, most of it swept toward the middle of his head, the
small Mohawk forming a high peak near his forehead. He was gorgeous, especially
his devilish grin that made millions of girls swoon.
Ashleigh
was such a big fan of his good looks and music that she had based one of the
main characters in the Nightwalkers series on him. Seeing him in the
flesh had quickly turned her into a babbling idiot, which she normally wasn’t.
"Thirty-nine,
I think." Ashleigh glanced back toward the way they came and then again at
Caleb. She knew her face was bright red, but Caleb wasn’t looking at her
strangely, so she thought it must be just her imagination.
"I
guess not, then." Caleb’s smile faded a little as he looked down at his
phone and typed a quick message, but it quickly returned when his gaze
reconnected with hers. But it seemed forced. He stopped near the doors to the
entrance of the hotel, still texting.
"Yeah."
The other people in his group started walking outside, and Ashleigh began to
panic because her time with him was running out. "I just want to say that I’m
a really huge fan, and it was wonderful to meet you in person. Like a dream."
"Thanks."
Caleb laughed as he briefly scanned the faces of his other band members.
"I'm always happy to meet my fans." Though he seemed genuinely happy
to meet her, his mind seemed to be caught up in his text conversation.
"Can
I…" Ashleigh bit her lip as she opened her purse and searched through it
for a piece of paper and a pen. "Have your autograph?"
"Sure."
Caleb held out his hand but didn’t look up from his phone.
She
pulled a book from her purse, a nervous laugh escaping her lips as she bent
back the cover. It was a proof of her new novel that she was reading over for errors.
The title— Love Bites— stuck out in bold, black print. A thin-lined marker
was inside, marking a page near the end.
She
had other pieces of paper, but having his autograph on this book would make it
extra special because of his role in helping her create her Master Vampire,
Lord Drake.
"Here."
Ashleigh’s face was filled with a very big grin that looked very painful to
produce. She pulled out the black marker and bent back the cover even more
before handing it over to Caleb. “Thank you so much.”
“You’re
welcome. Thanks for supporting my music.” He scribbled his name on the cover,
his tanned fingers squishing the pages together as Ashleigh watched
she heard the voice of the lead singer. "Eating dinner."
Spencer
sounded angry. "Get your ass back to the hotel, or I’ll come hunt you
down."
"Oh
my God, you act like I’m a runaway or something. I’ll go back." Some of
the people heard her speaking, their ears perking up a little because she
wasn't speaking the native language. "You said he was late anyways, so
what’s the difference?"
"Get
your ass to the lobby."
"No,
I’m not even at the hotel, so I can't."
"Where
are you, then?"
"Umm…"
She looked toward the lobby where she could see Spencer waiting, her eyes
wandering over to the band members that were walking out behind her. "That
one place with the…umm…" If she were braver, she would’ve said hello like
every other love struck girl, but instead she just walked ahead of them, trying
to blend in with their group.
"Get
back here now, or I will do more than bite you. Your little friend, Natalie,
looks pretty tasty right now."
"If
you—" Someone tapped her on the shoulder, and Ashleigh quickly turned,
hanging up on Spencer.
"You’re
staying on our floor?" Caleb sent her a perfect smile, and Ashleigh tried
not to stare at him.
Ashleigh
smiled awkwardly, the nervousness apparent in her voice, her hands fidgeting
with the thick strap of her purse. "I don’t think so."
"What
floor are you staying on?" Caleb started walking with her, dark makeup
around his baby blue eyes, which intensified them and directed all focus on his
face there.
His
hair was a dark black, most of it swept toward the middle of his head, the
small Mohawk forming a high peak near his forehead. He was gorgeous, especially
his devilish grin that made millions of girls swoon.
Ashleigh
was such a big fan of his good looks and music that she had based one of the
main characters in the Nightwalkers series on him. Seeing him in the
flesh had quickly turned her into a babbling idiot, which she normally wasn’t.
"Thirty-nine,
I think." Ashleigh glanced back toward the way they came and then again at
Caleb. She knew her face was bright red, but Caleb wasn’t looking at her
strangely, so she thought it must be just her imagination.
"I
guess not, then." Caleb’s smile faded a little as he looked down at his
phone and typed a quick message, but it quickly returned when his gaze
reconnected with hers. But it seemed forced. He stopped near the doors to the
entrance of the hotel, still texting.
"Yeah."
The other people in his group started walking outside, and Ashleigh began to
panic because her time with him was running out. "I just want to say that I’m
a really huge fan, and it was wonderful to meet you in person. Like a dream."
"Thanks."
Caleb laughed as he briefly scanned the faces of his other band members.
"I'm always happy to meet my fans." Though he seemed genuinely happy
to meet her, his mind seemed to be caught up in his text conversation.
"Can
I…" Ashleigh bit her lip as she opened her purse and searched through it
for a piece of paper and a pen. "Have your autograph?"
"Sure."
Caleb held out his hand but didn’t look up from his phone.
She
pulled a book from her purse, a nervous laugh escaping her lips as she bent
back the cover. It was a proof of her new novel that she was reading over for errors.
The title— Love Bites— stuck out in bold, black print. A thin-lined marker
was inside, marking a page near the end.
She
had other pieces of paper, but having his autograph on this book would make it
extra special because of his role in helping her create her Master Vampire,
Lord Drake.
"Here."
Ashleigh’s face was filled with a very big grin that looked very painful to
produce. She pulled out the black marker and bent back the cover even more
before handing it over to Caleb. “Thank you so much.”
“You’re
welcome. Thanks for supporting my music.” He scribbled his name on the cover,
his tanned fingers squishing the pages together as Ashleigh watched
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